a dream

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Fingertips and grazing teeth.

Eyes peeking in a game of hide and seek.

Lips touch skin in a moment of laughter.

Two bodies cling to the other for support

When the surrounding room is spinning into oblivion.

Legs tangle

And hands clutch.

The eye of the hurricane is in the moments they touch.

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