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Ephemeroptera

He laughed when I arrived
I intertwined my fingers in his
Our glasses clinked when we kissed

He smiled and his eyes smiled with him
I take a breath, deep and selfish
Our surroundings have all but disappeared

He closes his eyes just before
I plant my lips firmly on his, confident in his reciprocation.
Our glasses clink.

Bliss.
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