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Sea of Touch

The body makes love to the body and leaves me on the other side  

I listen to the breathing that echoes in the room and I feel like the intruder
 
The sheets touch the blanket of skin and I feel rough  
 
The voice of the other says this- this is making love  
 
I close the ungrateful eyes and picture the rain  
 
Convince myself this touch is just as pure, just as great  
 
I count the seconds til I forget the structure of my own name  
 
As the body cums  
And as I come to back into the body  
 
All I feel is nothing- 
But the sting of sweat in my eyes  
 
And this is enough the silence reassures me, This must be the love they sing of  
 
My bed left a sea of empty  
 
Body an abandoned ship,  
Stripped clean of all its use  
 
Left bare with its skeleton  
 
This must be it  
 
This- this is love  
Damselinhandcuffs
Written by Damselinhandcuffs
Published | Edited 29th Mar 2020
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