Time spills into days,
as lovers sit
in silent anticipation.
Mystery�a garment of
blue orgasms
whimpering beneath
pallid skin.
The joined
become omniscient,
as touch replaces language
and bodies become books
of Braille�
Skillful hands
tip-toe across
eager bodies.

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