They went
down
On
one
another
The indents
Of his elbows
Full court
pressing
The indents
Of her knees
He made her
A figure
of speech
She was
so relaxed
Afterward
So relaxed
Was he
The small of
Her back
The breadth
Of him
Shoulder
Blade
To Blade
A Clear
& Sweet
Hearts
Memory
He was
So relaxed
Was she
Forward
She sang
The verses
He played
The chords
Toward
He sang
towards her
Words played
Nice
Soon
They would
Be
Beside
Them
selves
Katya Mills, © 2013
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