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glimpses of starry sky ceilings
behind shoulders and smiles
half moon nightlights creating hazy halos
within blurred vision
toes leisurely lounging out convertible walls
pointing at the sky
like compasses
leading towards nowhere in particular
strange comfortability in my skin
the words etched onto my back
burn against lips and teeth
in slow motion replays
looping behind half closed eyes
maybe a trick of my imagination
except for the handprints still left behind on my skin
slowly developing
like photographic evidence
of reciprocated desires
taken from spilled words to actions