gold seeps from titian

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a haiküber (17 lines, alternating 5 and 7 syllables)
by antoine

i hold you gently
mind pulls your beauty closer
arm echoes tangents
your tingle summons gooseflesh
you slip inside me
innocence tangled by touch
i hold you tightly
body's imprint of raw bliss

i find i'm dreaming

you slip outside my embrace
slow pain to vapour
your body crumbles away
gold seeps from titian
your blood inks warmth to suffuse
neural fantasies
of the you who complements
while here i'm extra