Fuse Poem by Mark Smith
Fuse
our lips fused with more ferver, with more energy than all known suns in our universe,
our lips fused with the intensity barley matched by anything known, anything thaught. everything possibly imaginable.
With more passion, with more of anything, all laying across the ground, trying so hard to make no sound.
Fusion, ferver, energy, intensity. Non, but everything.
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