Non-Erotic PoetryUnderstood embracesunder night’s darkness
so unseen that
first, gentle
flush
of the fairest, finest, and
faintest blush.
Whispering
sweet nothings, feeling
soft breath of
warmed air
entwining the inner lode,
languishing.
Delightful devilish
dipping
of toes in a puddle,
pondering perfection in
reflected respect.
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