Your breath
Weaves the warp
While mine forms
The weft
Your arms entwine
My waist
While I
Love to embrace
Perfection
Of osculation
I lose
All trepidation
We unite as one
At last
I delete everything
From past
Rude Shock!
You were gone
Leaving me alone
For you found
Someone new
Making love
Is surely your pawn
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