Without provocation

things fell softly into place

He kissed her mouth

fully leaning

himself

into her

mouth, hair

They moved together

fluidly, the cold

of the night warmed

by one anothers embrace

The honesty of the passing

emotion between two people

former strangers, future lovers

Nothing but cloth, thin

ten years and a marriage

between them

talk to me

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