Pulse Rates


Heart beats and breaths are
love poems of the flesh
which delight in gliding
over beads of sweat
while hearts pound and
hairs mesh into waves of
desire rising into
tumults of sweetness.

Later when lovers' eyes meet
as their bodies are enmeshed
desire becomes replete

The only proof of esctacy
are a few hairs on a pillow
and some wrinkles
on a sheet
.


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