Touch

She followed the symbols drawn across his spine

tried to count them but they were infinite

“what do they mean?”

he could give no answer

his lips curved but there was

no answer

 

she traced the symbols drawn

across his spine with her subtle hands

moved to weave

herself into him

she pressed herself into him

 

joined with the rugged curves

of his body, he was there.

More than anywhere, she found him there.

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"Let all you do, be done in love."

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