For you the night belongs, a silence but not heavy
where two hearts beat with the rhythm of fingertips
tracing the the hollow of your throat with a slow drip
of honey unraveling the silk, leaving only the scent
of the air between us without a tongue of words
as time becomes irrelevant and slow, where two
hearts beat.
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Time Is Irrelevant
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