give me your nose
exhale onto my chest
next roll, move down crudely
across, oblique arrow to exquisite crevasse
my offer of technique hang and shade and attack
is met with fire and water cannon
we fit like holster hugging gun
night-surround sparkler fizz
~again
place your face near mine
breathe across my breath
pour air
take my give
run like children
their first fire
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