Twisting in to glimpse your chest undulating,
(Mine surges with your ear to my ribs)
A letter framed between fruit, caught the street light
Glitters gold and orange, blurred in the rain windshield;
My fingers run the road on your head,
U-turn as they yield toward the back,
And you shutter, eyes close, neck up,
Lips spread, and gasp while I coast...
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