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Unclaimed

empty-bed-1200

 

I feel the unclaimed warmth of you

across the miles

as I would across the bed

at the length of one strong arm

yours or mine

 

I hear the steam in your breathing

in time with the beating

of two hearts at rest

after the frenzy of first contact

as you turn towards me

across the bed

across the miles

 

I hear you sound the sounds

of warmth that I have claimed

that we have made

of me as I am now

inside you

 

 

 

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