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The great divide that is the space

between our hearts will come unlaced

and puddle softly at our feet


By morning’s mist I’ll taste your bloom

and through the heat of afternoon

we’ll tie each other in the sheets


When evening spills your musky scent

into my mouth, I shall relent

and scream ‘I love you’ in repeat


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