he asks me if I'm an angel
that my secret would be safe with him
I tell him that I am as human as he
though not sure how human are we
he wears my skin
and I can read its every word
I have his feet
he has my hands...
we have the one amidst the sands
the one who struck the match
and kindled the fire
in our hearts once again
we drowned in each other's sweat
the night our souls
consumed our bodies
we were fulfilled in finding
the other's pleasure
and our impatient dance
was perfect in all its needs
the numbers halted on the nightstand...
the stars paused their pace to watch...
overcame by our draws
we laughed in disbelief... and deliverance
absolute contentment in our completion
we have found
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