see your body moving
feel my body moving
a language of their own
no start no end
on similar wavelengths
when i look
your eyes tell the same story
as my eyes
beyond the words - the history
of something else
pages up and down
never spoken
hinting between
the word and the unspoken
between the wishes and the needs
is how you watch me
how i watch you watch me
we dress in words
layer upon layer
and as i try to undress you
the bodies are already moving
in their own rhythm
the buttons are difficult to loosen
the belts are tight
but sooner or later - we'll not only dance
in the tunnel of no return
we'll also sleep
heart to heart
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