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By: Sam Rapth

Two souls

Every time our bodies gets engaged
in our bed
I try to read your lips…

Every time
They make out something,
But I could not make out
the same thing…

Every time
it keeps me
curious,
puzzled and
annoyed…

I must admit that
this ‘every time phenomenon’
makes itself desirable every time…

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