Beneath the skins I breathe

Beneath the skins I breathe your breath.

Your head in my hands you lie still;

still and soft-muscled, all tension gone.

Your breath slow and dark hangs in the light, 

the light strained through skins, my eyes are blurring.

My own breath slows, and slows.

Slow as yours, my breath hangs heavy.

Beneath the skins I breathe your breath.

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