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our bodies

twin instruments

in the lingua of

shimmering

saxophones

to hear her moan

poetic

I eidetically

quote in tender

cip(hers)

I left sometimes

confusing kisses

on parts

her body chose

and we rose

crescendos

opened mouths

a mishmash of

lustful notes

quotes of just us

and tremulous

applause

for all we know

this could be

beautiful

be melded

full of suitable forms

be born into

a rising

future

ashe

ashe