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I hid some kisses

in the deepest inner maze

of your eardrum

I filled it with music and

a few witty words, highly heard

in any language

sufficiently, my tongue

and yours can replace any tone

any consonant and syllable

we to melt

in any new/old sigh invented

and storied by both of us

multitudes of our fire

and joy carved by our desires

use beastly sensual hues

we fueled with slippery sounds

of our mutual lusts and

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