Nocturne

Whispers in the darkest night
Murmuring nothing and everything
Two souls dissolving;
Breath on neck,
Ciliary hairs alert, reaching
Fingertips tracing curves and hollows
Skin pressing into skin
Glistening,
Hips moving in unrehearsed rhythm
Undulations of that old old dance,
Boundaries melting,
Languageless like laughter
Cresting and bubbling
From the depths.

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