The Law of Thermodynamics states
perpetual motion cannot exist,
but the pursuit persists.
Friction, heat, entropy, pressure
slow my fingers
as they traverse your plains,
your valleys, your mountains, your caverns.
From here to there,
charting your response.
Skin to skin, fingers to heart.
Your terrain is my refrain.
Touching, feeling, caressing,
merging the energy of your heat
and my desire-
in perpetuity.
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