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I like to hold your words in my mouth

So although I sometimes say that I do not recognise you with your glasses on
From many different angles I am in love with your face
And with your eyelashes, and also with your eyes
 
From many different angles and in many fascinating fleeting spaces  
I fall into looks and into places,  
Which stay with me long after you have turned away
 
Sometimes you hold me with looks of perceptive intensity which
Sear through me to a point which catches-
Capturing something other than surface, something visceral and naked  
 
When you fuck me the way you like, I agree before knowing
And when you touch me your hands are careful and deliberate,  
Moving precisely as I desire before I desire it
 
I like to hold your words in my mouth and mull over their meaning  
To taste them and feed them and wear them and steal them  
Because your voice always excites me  
And your approach to living makes me want to move beside you
Written by cattymagraa (beck)
Published | Edited 13th Dec 2011
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