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A touch evokes
convulsive chord
discord of warmth
a glimpse of bliss
a kiss inverts
the chord converts
to coil and clasp
we cleave and gasp
with wonder taste
the minor steps
dissonance killed-
we're drenched, fulfilled
by forms unchaste.
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