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Cold numb
rubbing
thumbs running
along the nub
tumble longingly
nimble tongues
rumble
in hollow alleys
mouths
tones emanate
our little voices
small moaners
mambo
the tips
of the tops
of marionettes
my index finger
to their crown
to center the pirouette
graceful curtseys
on lower lips
unveil themselves
biting seems right
nipping really
nibbling the ripe
warm, pliant
extending
things
dangling
from
our
bodies.

© Chagall, 2013