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Where words lack my body does not
With each breath
A soulful attempt to compel
With my heart beat
A yearning expressed
My skin
An ivory parchment
To scribe the ways
My body must confess
The urgent love I feel for you
My lips move
In rhythm to brush with yours
The meaning of ardent want
In every violent thrust
Grasping the depth of script
With moans and sighs as
The finale to a wordless piece of art