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simbiotic tricks

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By Sliktor
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Rosy cheeks, heart beats
Soft, loud, soft, loud
My lips warm
Your chest proud

We lose the edges of ourselves
As into the night our bodies fray
Hands running on hands
blood rushing,
Left my dreams in disarray

Then falls a soft silence
Comforted by light that filters in
A golden truce, between my mind
And your skin

An end to the chaos, to the symbiotic tricks
Back to the walls, the room, the bricks
back to the books, our bodies alone
the two of us seperated,
together, known
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YouInventedMeHobbyist Writer
Some nice imagery here and a strong close.
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thank you!