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Pancake
Not kiss nor touch
could mean as much,
as the spark in your eyes
when we make love.
The warmth and depth,
the speed of our breath,
the pounding hearts
inside our chests.
I see no wrongs.
I feel no shame.
Surreal it becomes,
as one in the same.
Not touch nor kiss
could compare to this–
the love in our eyes
in our unending bliss.
Yet, no pain we won’t suffer,
no wrongs we can’‘t right.
No shame do we feel
when we’re one, on this night.
