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I think it is best
When fingers and breasts
Are the only things to move in subtle rhythm-
(rise, fall, rise)
When the moment comes and rests
And hovers in sunset wingbeats, cream and scarlet,
Enamored with the texture of hair-
(fall, rise, fall)
And skin becomes like the apple rubbed clean,
Soft, and warm, and sweet.
©2008-2009 ~swanklove
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It's been ages since I've updated. Here is a little breath of a poem for you. I am fond of it.

Couldn't decide between the given title and "Skin and Apples". Oh well!

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