May 10, 2008

My poem (with some revisions)

(There is no meter, so save yourself the trouble of looking for it!)

I like my body better when next to your body
I trace my lips across, inhale, press against
Familiarizing myself with your texture, scent
Your consistent warmth, so unlike my own
My fingers curl into your hair
Desperate and urgent for you to continue
To kiss me as if you always knew how.

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