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Falling

When your lips fell into mine
plates collided
and oceans moved
shattering stirs
and stirring shakes
with rough-edged kisses
of blue and black.

When your hips fell into mine
tombs collapsed
and pyramids toppled
exaggerating expectations
and expecting exterminates
with scar-scraped palms
of unstitched honesty.
amandatheapple amandatheapple 18-21, F Feb 11, 2013

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