in an inhale and an exhale
slipping through and in-between
new veins old words
never spoken aloud
in a breath we inhale
the skin
once touched forgotten remembered
the flesh the spirit the negative space
we move between
like gamma rays piercing through
till consumed by fire
in an echo of air
in a nest of lovers
when their mouths close in a tunnel
and they inhale the exhale
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