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Intimacy begins with leaps into limbo where fresh love swims,If you're lucky.Intimacy snags with sparkling glance and moments of chance mistaken for fateOr vice versa.Intimacy hooks and tugs and tears,Until you're gasping for airEyes glazed in suffocating fantasy.But I'm wilyAnd I know this worm.I savour sweet memories of a look, a turn,