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It just might

be undercover;

human dust-mites.

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Disapproving mother

makes

forbidden lovers

play more like animals

in the heat

under their collars.

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Our symbiotic

shapes

feeling – just right.

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The feeling smothers

you uptight

– breathing in –

water fountains and lakes

within bed covers.

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Horizontally upright.

No bearing grudges

or bearing down upon

the breaks

when the love’s right.

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There’s no trust like

it with anyone

else or any others;

this is our

glorious mistake

and this is what

love

really looks like.

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We are always

shining bright together,

shining love’s light.

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Even into old age,

our last chapter

and our

intertwined fates

remain forever…

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We were right

to be undercover;

even after…

human dust-bites.

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