Your Moaning, my Moaning




Your Moaning, my Moaning




Our salt-pepper locks
gallop translucent at dawn
Your lips and my lips
saltpeter at daybreak

Your eyes and my eyes
Your hands and my hands
bodies dripping
slippery algae

Oh desire, my desire
our morning seashore

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