Non-Erotic PoetryPine StreetPine Street
a spartan room
you on the futon
me on the floor
flashing lights
from the street
from the shadows
you blinked in
and out
soundlessly
your toes curled
the ceiling rippled
without words
we were
caught in between
I saw you
seeing me
not in those splashes
but in those caverns
of absence
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