He took me by hand, but we lead each other
entwined into one moveable silhouette
this was where our hands took over
not many details went uncaressed
our mouths contested the exploits of the hands
the taste of the other grew into more
revelations of love and passions followed
secrets were revealed, maybe too many
some in the flesh, others in words
some as daggers, others as flowerbeds
this was where our hands let go of each other
no remedy for the lack of love in love making
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