my body shivers on the exhale
as my fingers read your skin in braille
I feast on the scent of your skin
as my tongue traces the strength of your chin
the arch of my back, draws us closer
my knees grow weak, I start to lose composure
with your flesh between my teeth
I feel as if I can barely breathe
I crave the salt of your skin,
to be anchored in your sin.
In the penetration of you,
I long to drown.
No more wasting time,
just take me now.
Give to me,
all of you
and in turn
let me show you
what my body can do
~j~
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