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[trialia]

trace the lines of my skin with your tongue
from beginning near to end
ceaseless motion envelops me
as you shift even deeper inside
to learn my spirit
to learn my soul
to learn my life
as you taste the salt of my lifeline
and breathe my breath
just to share the air
that I have known
and to learn
who it is that you see
whose eyes fall half-shut before you
in silence