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I.



I clasp your hands

and feel the blood

running savagely

through your arteries

in tulip silence



II.



Is it the perfume

or your body

that makes the night

drunken?



Your lush lips

ripple fire

in beautiful silence



Your fragrance radiates

flowers and water



can I seek

my voice

in your ?breasts