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Trimeric (in progress)

How did it come to this
To single second pecks of lips
Just as fingers forgot to explore
And hearts constantly desire more

To single second pecks of lips
Sparkling eyes glitter in the mist
Quicken pulse and sharp breath in

Just as fingers forgot to explore
Once they start wandering uncharted shores
Investigating every hidden crevice

And hearts constantly desire more
Quickened pulse beats ever faster
And a rolling sound that is nowhere close to laughter