I envy – in the way her lipstick contemplates the contours of her mouth. Always, for the first time in unknown places, we danced. Concealed minds, mingling as the flowers languish to impressions. Never not for a moment – in the time it takes to quieten did we stoop to raise the tempo. Absent stumbles, …
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