Tremble
My breath along your neck as I exhale
My tremours measured on the richter scale
The elegance of notes in major scale
I brush along the softness I surveil
The tremblings of our flesh in ecstasy
All senses laced in grandest filigree
Our bodies' eloquence that speaks as one
Each measured thread of rapture finely spun
M
Still une autre vie, but damn, it's still nice to dream about the day
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