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Adagio
Poems
Jul 3
Slow Burn
Slow burn of intimacy in a cold
room feeling breath of Fahrenheit
rising, reflecting the silence
listening to the soul dripping
the marrow of the cheekbones,
locked in rhythm, beneath
the stone of unspoken words
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