What is there to say
when words remain
meaningless echoes,
snippets of promises
any fool could pronounce.
All that makes sense here
is a deep thumping beat
dancing
beneath your throat
into my mouth.
Within a kiss,
within it's pulsing song,
I hear you...
I taste...you..
I know truth.
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