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the mark you left in me runs deep to the centre of my soul sometimes when despairing of you and seeing from both sides now it twists under the ski..

making your tea in the kitchen I almost fall over. In a daze the world swims before me and I touch the skin on my neck, face, lips where you le..

I hug my knees pulled close to my chest reminds me I’m a living creature legs that are quickly forgetting what it is to wrap around a body..

as long as you keep giving me that delicious fiery belly flicker when you raise your eyes twist your lips wound me with spiky words hold my gaze ..

there is always a somebody partner is more hopeful non-gender specific but still committed no less husband well forget it better luck..

another defeat I grab with both hands pressed close to the heart so tightly it tears the skin bury it deep inside under vital organs and arteri..

the way of your body is not a straight and narrow path it can be confusing, threatening leaving a choking feeling around my throat shoulder to s..

so here it is: your virgin poem the maiden voyage of my words flowing from my pen to your lips each curved letter learning more, knowing itself ..

realised the person described in the poem seems almost vampiric..... they are not mean to come across in this way!

such lovely freckles purpose: for the praying of lips and fingers noble exploration dark mouth bitten focus with the Observer lain across the ..