come, now, you two,
standing at attention
in front of me:
both a part of you, yes,
but with garnishment
all their own.
metal in your sternum
glistens in the dark,
letting in the rain
that pours down
like a shaft of light,
heightening our sensations.
steeling myself for it all:
the moment we touch,
when utter ecstasy
and sheer bliss
envelop our collective
consciousness.
i follow hungrily,
a blanket of tiny hairs
that trail their way down,
leading me south...
the road less traveled
could easily lie here.
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