Indiscretion

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Like a blade, I graze my touch along your skin

Silent touch, only to breathe

The slightest movement

For silence stirs bristles through the air

Pupils focus

And attach to mine

A wave, as if a sea

Enters me

A pause

It's all a pause

Unjustly I sink into you

Give into you

Faint

Faintly a whisper, imagined

Against my hair

Where your lips brushed my cheek

In answer

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 18, 2013 ⏰

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