Shawn L. Bird

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poem- yet May 20, 2014

You gather me into you

Entangling limbs and

Tickling kisses on the neck.

Your breath tangles in my hair

Escaping through quivering tendrils

Trembling into the night.

.

Your heartbeats drum against my back

Exquisite timpani.

Time stops.

 

 
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