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My mouth found your mouth

and bells chimed

and the earth moved

and I was meticulous,

perfected the motions of
rain hitting tin roofs
and gathering moments like a choking ember

It goes red,
then black

then blazes again

like an ocean spewing waves
palpitating back and forth,

begging for its chance to feel your warmth