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Your fingers...
they are long and warm,
alive...
without words, it's easy
to perform
at the stage of life...
No need to look at me,
this is a complete void
of darkness
you can come in
to join
this perfect mess
of soundless music,
of blackish brightness
from rising suns at night,
it's strong illusion
in the blindness
and the light...
from your fingers...