I could sit here, un-tensing,
taking all of this in.

Laughter, suffering, electricity.
All perfectly poised.
The sound of my body coming undone.
The mere mention of romance.
The residue of a kiss
after the lips have passed.

Honestly, could anything be
more precious?
What else can be said?
Or unsaid.

A new cool mood develops,
envelopes the whole
with a mind to consume.
I have all I need
right here, collapsing
in bright wordless bliss.

-r. miller

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