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Day 16 (Write a new poem from an old theme/poem) I actually reworked two poems one is a little hotter than the other.  Here is the milder one.



The threshold
separating our souls.
The layers
of your energy
forever separate
but never divided
from defining us.

Our bodies nested
in our shared existence.
A morning breeze stirs
the flesh
we cocoon tighter.
Both, half awake

conscious of each other;
breath, skin, and heat
we remain still and let passion
fill the space between.