we press our foreheads together as if in prayer
while arms wrap torsos
legs and feet find footing on knees
and thighs,
the bridges on each nose line up and
our eyes close.
This is animal love:
how bodies speak in the dark
and trill the sounds of
passion through the harmonics of breath.
Finding refuge in between my
forehead and yours
has become the easiest way to reach
god.
Turn the light down low
and
let us pray.
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