Fingertips, lips.
Each one holds a kiss.
Fingertips, lips.
Do you remember this?
Tracing arcs of your orbit,
Falling into the sun.
The gravity of desire.
The fusion of two into one.
GreenTara posted on Oct 02, 2008
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