In between

In between raising your hand

with fingers of desire

and the moment of its grasp

there echoes the abyss

of all the timeless moments

you reached for your future

in that blink in time

over and over

did you taste the fruit

with the touch of skin

or did the pinch of pleasure

pass

before your dreaming eyes

conceived the next attempt

to fill the empty crater

of your longing

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