Our origami bodies
folded to each touch.
forms slowly changing
with every fingertip of pressure
and the give and take of skin.
I found your heartbeat,
my head laying over the
deep cavern of your chest.
A rhythm that beat strong like drums
calling me home.
I slept against your ribs that night
so I could know how your body
settled with mine.
I wanted to knock against your walls
begging to be let in
to play music on your body with my mouth
symphonies of breath that passed between us.
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