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midnight Sex.

last night, as the midnight
hours crept slowly into morning,
i was awakened by my love.

skin and hair and cotton roamed
through the dark sheets like
the strides of a blind man on

his daily routine. fingertips blurred
with stars and shadowy moonbeams
disturbed the peaceful black between

us. only the slightest reflections in your
eyes and on your tongue and shoulders
gave depth and grace to our actions as

one tumbled over another in an
embrace as ancient as the rock beneath
us. it is in these mystical instances when

we become so keenly aware of our
archaic natures. it is together when we
connect to spirits unseen. it is the explosion

of oneness when we becomes me.

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