Cold pack/Hard slap/Hot wax/Wet scratch
Kissed so much and so long that we've
Swapped tongues, seen stars move beyond
Comprehension and our affection makes
An artform out of sensation and a craft
Constructed from a revelation that
The old way of meeting, mind first,
Might not be so bad after all
So we'll fall, catching dreams on the way
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