the light falls on your skin
so eloquently
without words I am heard
as a smile crosses your face
a soft smile
without malice or intent
and I can tell that you consent
to the moment
You move forward
slowly, gently
paving the way of union
and I allow you to crest your arms
over my back
two warm spots
in a world that has been cold lately
the connection
complex and calming
as our lips touch
meeting for an unintended dance
and the commencement
of the night
as it is taking flight
before our eyes
makes my mind
drift away
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