In this hours the world feels Familiar and warm safe places In intertwined hands Like a prayer to deaf gods We whisper with eager lips Focused on pleasures That our bodies are sending Ignoring the messages That are being written In between the lines Bodies tangled together Cannot lie in the same ways That lips lie to each other The truth of skin on skin Speaks volumes to the soul Focused on pleasures That are fleeting at best But are as honest as we get When we’re with each other In between the lines The moment ends in distance With skin electric still firing From all the subtle touches Culminating in complete release Leaving us wanting more Focused on pleasures Now fading between us Filled with silence listening For some indication of what comes In between the lines The dizzy heights reached Matched by the falling lows Where no one is caught By surprise on the familiar ride Broken and happy at the end Focused on pleasures In between the lines
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