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Sensation
I. Sight
Cream and birch skin
Mistletoe lips
Fill my sight
in the bog of your eyes
The lazy rivers that stretch in the palms of your hands
II. Smell
Musk and
Glory
and boy
Your scent
Rise from your neck to my head
III. Sound
The simple sounds
Melodic rise and fall of your heartbeat
The curved slip of sweet everything
The rolling waves of "I love you"
from your golden throat
IV. Taste
Tangy slate
The salt and sugar of
the skin beneath your chin
V. Touch
Of your stubble pricking my shoulder
hands on my back
lips on lips
noses and chins twisting and curving
the way your corners fit into my empty spaces
just
perfectly
Cream and birch skin
Mistletoe lips
Fill my sight
in the bog of your eyes
The lazy rivers that stretch in the palms of your hands
II. Smell
Musk and
Glory
and boy
Your scent
Rise from your neck to my head
III. Sound
The simple sounds
Melodic rise and fall of your heartbeat
The curved slip of sweet everything
The rolling waves of "I love you"
from your golden throat
IV. Taste
Tangy slate
The salt and sugar of
the skin beneath your chin
V. Touch
Of your stubble pricking my shoulder
hands on my back
lips on lips
noses and chins twisting and curving
the way your corners fit into my empty spaces
just
perfectly
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