This a poem without a form and a story without an end. This is my life, my love, my lust, my breath...and the world that holds in all in place. Flesh to flesh, voices mingle through tobacco smoke. Her eyes glitter with something new and fresh, amazement. Beautiful notes spill off her tongue like ransom notes for my heart.....a kiss to the lips, my
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