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bySapphos Sister©

On sheets crisp
and stainless
as an empty page,
we lie still
and silent,
you curled about
my body's arc,
two sleepy
drained of ink.

Daylight is our
author, writing
poems of love
in skin and sinew,
touch and taste,
moving limbs
like letters on
paper, bidden to
the rhythm of
her will.

Arms stretch and
stiffen, legs brush
and part and
meet again,
shaping ourselves
as Ts and Fs
and Cs and Ys,
colliding with each rasping
sigh, and merging
in haphazard
of possibility.

Letters making words,
forming phrases,
filling deliciously endless
sentences, devoid
of useless meaning, stripped
of other tenses
but now, and
punctuated only
by a thousand
exclamation marks.

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