An explosion of the senses
colors behind my eyes
soundless gasps turning into heat

Muscles melt
in your embrace
a slow surrender
a delicious unraveling

You are sweet
sweet like candy
pressed to my tongue
staining my teeth
with want

We are no longer separate
no longer names or shapes
just one rhythm
beating beneath our skin

Clutching
grasping
we reach through each breath
each moan
searching for our love
like it’s buried
just beneath the moon
(and maybe it is)


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