Wrapped In the Same Skin
I want to slide into you,
Not between the stickiness of sheets,
But between the spaces of your synapses.
I want to taste your saliva on my lips,
Not from the wetness of your tongue,
But from the passage of your words.
I want to encompass you,
Not between the thickness of my thighs,
But between the limits of my life.
I want to indulge myself in your scent,
Not from the potency of your perfume,
But from the familiarity of your presence.
Fragment by fragment,
I will emerge myself in You,
Until I feel that we are wrapped in the same skin.
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