From the stone state

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My fingers on your lips,
Slowly tracing,
The softness,
And tenderness,
With your low breath,
The warmth,
Run through my senses,
Flowing to my heart,
Pouring the warmth,
Into my cold heart,
Beating it out,
From the stone state.

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