there is so much B E A U T Y
when flesh collide
on a soft midsummer night
heads sprawled on silk pillowcases
slant beating of hearts
resonating as one
the moon-shaped metaphors
of partially-owned urges
remains as a steady balm
palms tightly clasped
united endearingly
bodies wrapped around
fetal-like pose
then there is that
kiss bestowed at the nape of the neck
how can i not miss you?
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