Osculation Is
hair is flowing ice is streams
from mouth is leaving roots
in another is a frosted lake full
of dopamine is dappled birch
is branches breaking through translucent
skin is veins rising into rivers are spit
slaver saliva serotonin is water
is raining flesh
into flesh is taste and all
that can’t be tasted is that
tongue of yours a tinge
metal and an open flame is
a splinter is the smell
of pine and ironwood silvering
is a sliver is passing a secret
between strangers or
a handshake is lips and teeth
is pressure is an iron lung is love
in the absent space between
bodies are the pull and tangle are
your fingers are oxytocin serpent vines
are the knot my hair cinches netting
around the heart is a noose
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