feel my skin part like subtle waves
and expose my pulsing heart to you,
drag your breath across my breast
like claws and watch my stars spread
and spill like blossom opening for you,

radiance sparkling on your fingers
and your tongue as you take me there,
in touch and taste and heaving motion,
wanton hips begging for the supernova.

already marked with your scent and my sweat,
you trace rivers over soft skin and the curve
of trembling flank and thigh to part the entrance
to our dreams and journeys that exhale beyond
this aching land of sad delusions and betrayal.

arching into your strong arms, i thrust my heart
and womanflesh into your palms and pour my
aching soul into your heat and will that knows
exactly who i am and that i belong to you.
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*image: luis royo
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