Liquid courage
It fills me up to seek your eyes
Then I demand your sweat to mix with mine
Slow
Because slow defines what we both want
To be closer
Warmer
Hotter
And closer
Tighter
Together
An ice cube appears
And I proceed to moisten our skin once again
Cooling the impatient heat
Our breathing pattern matches in the other's ear
My hands guide yours
As we continue our bewitched dance
(10-19-08) 12 a.m.
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