You are awake
And I come to you
With my skin tasting like peaches
And my heart
Offering you everything.
Brittle stars sparkle
In quiet and awestruck joy
As you touch my body
And call forth wetness
From this stone.
Open flesh begs your entry.
I move against you
Meeting every caress,
Every thrust,
Until we both smell like
Sweat and sex.
You drink me in
And we sing a ragged harmony
Of blinding pleasure
There will be time later
To count the cost of love.
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