Past time.

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A climbing steady chest,
lips caress,and I loose myself in the moment.

Nothing else exists.

Like your lips were made for mine and
we’re alive only to kiss.

Love in a transient moment of eclipse
I believe it’s body; it does not miss.

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Past time. | Ecency