The night breeze stirs
Curtains move with a purpose off the ocean’s breath
Your fingers hover with the assertive purpose of hummingbirds
The hum vibrates on my skin. And god what a worship at the altar of sensation
I’ve known you
felt your mouth in a thousand restless dreams on my chest
As the hummingbirds search with their determined hum
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