Mario Odekerken

November 19,1959- Maastricht
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That one touch

That one touch
still burns,
as if you lit a fire
just beneath my skin.

Between us
no space,
only breath,
and melting hunger.

You look,
I tremble-
the world falls away
until there is nothing
but you and me,
in the heat
of what binds us.
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