Her.

Collarbone moves outwards,

deliberately, every movement,

making slow circles of bone.


Fluid flows and influences physicality.

Craving contact with kindred spirits.


If only for that brief loop of repetitive timings.

Seven circles of you,

envelope and digest.


Invading every high concept,

every nucleus to galaxy.

All sparks emanate,

from the fire of you.

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