Suspended where there is no time,
Drumbeats echo in the distance
While static air charges the space
Where your breath grazes against skin
And caresses the wisps of hair
That dance in the warm breeze.

Fingers tentatively rise in curiosity
To drift and hover seeking permission
As they linger on radiating heat.
Your presence illuminates my blood
And reaches into the marrow of my bones
Electrifying my heart.

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