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Exposure
Our minds were near, the rumors
Our crossings a memory sparked
Nothing proven but evidence gathers
My rockets for you in the dark
Eye to eye no one is sure
Every inch powered exponential
Through nervous lips our tongues are drawn
Electric caress coming central
Decompose my rigid stance
Destabilize my composure
A distance down, a taste, a glance
Of naked love exposure
Our two tongues circle nowhere close
To our mouths where they first met
Yours tied to my trembling post
Mine gentle folds you wet
(chorus [instrumental, chorus])
Feel this only for yourself
Pleasure shared with you is mine
Our only breath, our skin our sweat
Your smile, my spurs in time
(chorus, repeat)
9/25/2025
© Huw Powell printed 25 December 2025file location: www.humanthoughts.org/exposure.htm
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