shower curtains
window frost
gasping out
shrinking, letting out
looking up
fingers caress eyelids shut
nearness is warmth

bottled up instincts
cutting through bedsheets like
hot tongues on whipped cream
wetting skin
invisible if not touched

pink curves betraying pleasure
impossibly sinous
deliciously ripe
begetting thirst
sensuous breaths
filling the room
kneading words out of flesh

pull away
leave the goosebumps
while they’re tender
pull away
it’s not real
pull away


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