a jumble of fingers:entwined, hands:crossing, arms:draped
a mixture of body against warm body:mingling in the heat
no lines, rather contours. hips:merging, legs:interlaced
breath dwelling only narrowly in crevices left between
a mirroring of slow steady movements:shifting of weight
a dance of mirrored forms nestling snugly into place
i lie content, barely aware of your presence alongside mine
boundaries:blended:blurred:one
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