lying together
we, in an easy
loose-limbed lupine tangle
familiar, like sister and brother
wrapped, enrapt
like nascent lovers
i am bent
plucked
and pulled
by your breath
playing across my back
it wakes me
slowly
like light fingers
moving softly
over taut strings
i lay breathlessly,
with the sound
of your sleep
echoing in me
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