First time:
we touched bellies
our hair tangled into the other's
red swollen lips
warm with wanting
soft
with hopes and expectations.
Second time:
jumping off jagged cliffs
into the welcoming ocean below
trusting hands clasped
held tight
our feet brushed the other's
in bed sheets
there were blue lights
cool with calm
smooth
with desire.
Third time:
we let go
revelling in the knowledge
the other will come back
silent with comfort
warm with wanting.
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