Coldness of this sand
Clutched by your warm hand
Crumbled in your arms
Chest full of forgotten charms
On the edge of a crest
Your Breath is  warming the mist
Chills and their gist
Uhhh
Fear? No no it's mere hesitation
Where is your heart's citation

Eyes in eyes, single breath in two...

knowing the heart's words
Isn't it the curiosity to weave them in chords!??

Touch which was known
Touch which was healing
Touch which was flying
It was the touch of your heart
Sweetness in this tart
Can you be my PART?

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