You pulled me away earlier, no words to guide us, only the quick cues of one body leading another into the darkand carefully locking the door. The warmth of your hands cupping my facealmost casts glows throughout the room,through what...
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I should already knowwhat will haunt me the most. The tangle of hands clenching, scrunching sheets, lips shaking upon my neck before teeth part skin. It's the silence later, an uneasy afterglow that used to hold usso safe and still. Smoke curling towards the ceiling while...
My hands wander along you, they may seem nomadic at times, but I always roam with purpose, noting what safe harbors you hold. What places rest in shadows and wait for one specific torch to illuminate you entirely from the inside, what chambers patiently ache to...
Stay just out of reach or fully contoured to me, I'll want you the same, but with different aches. I may never know more than what your skin chooses to tell. And you may not yet know this distance, the inklings of what you cannot...
I can ripple through one season but never touch the others,keep their curious shapes as indescribable strangers once the snow begins to melt.You must never let them cling to me,they would be surrogates to you that I may never be...
Sometimes I don't know how to say things. It's always been a problem of mine, meaning the people who get close to me think that I can see the outsides of things and never the mysterious textures beneath. I can...
I can fill almost every hollow upon and inside you, it's what I can't touch that will stay with me the most. Like a lover's spark nestling within to never leave the place you built. The sound can become a bullet and blade perfectly edged...
Steer me through rivers and tunnels, through the searing heavens to claim you, inside you as naturally as roots embedded, speared throughout the earth. Wind and tangle around this need,until I have sight for no one else, until no other longing envelopes me. Play...
I wanted to know the electricity shooting, the bolts through the flesh containing you, the limbs that slowly dance in my presence, where my fingertips are vague upon you at first. Hesitant passengers traveling along you, on the cusp of a new language, picking up...
We always knew it would come to this,the lost code sealed between our lips,the symbols along my pores should tell you thatyou're so much more than skin.Your eyes were like soft lampssweeping over me then,stilled in travels once unceasing,I was...