When we
arrange our naked 
limbs to face
each other, 
entertaining
prospects 
of an
intimacy, 
do you feel
as strange as I do?
I’m sensing
something very near 
I do not
understand at all. 
I don’t think
it’s fear.
If Eve and
Adam had a fall, 
it must, before
they’d even 
braved a
kiss, 
have been a
sensory 
descent like this..

 

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