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water alluring
dark, dangerous.
my hands on the bridge
fall at any moment.

secret signals
chemistry unknown.
i always wonder what's there
at the bend of your knee
skin i haven't touched.

my nerves recked, my
concentration scewed
scruples, distractions, regrets.

running my hands over
the faded paint.
and i long for your touch.

someday could be today...

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