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And my hands
they find refuge
on your hips.
These fingertips that once
graced those keys....
Play the sweet diddle diddles
in the night.
We all have our ways of calling for
what we want.
They say when human beings lay
next to each other,
the whole universe can dance around
but the heartbeats still synchronize.
Involuntarily beautiful.





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