by dokurtybitz

Breath commingles
In shuddering gasps,
Forced past
Dancing flesh,
Thighs pull us together
As sweat drips on down,

Land on
Supple curves below,
Shivering from
Tidal rocking
Times two,
Momentary release,
Shall we begin

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