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Softness

Smooth skin

There, at the join of your neck to your jaw

There’s a flesh I have to touch -

A flesh I want to kiss, and bite.

I know it’ll make you gasp, and squirm, and protest

But I’ll know you want it

By the way you tilt your head away to show me

The marks I’ve made there,

By the way you’ll arch into my hands,

Though they barely touch you,

And by the way your hands will clutch at me

As if you’ll never let go

As if you’re falling.

Then I’ll know you’re mine, whatever you may faintly say,

And you’ll whisper my name in my ear

And make me shiver the way

You know you always can.

Just for revenge

Because I can melt your defences and claim your body

Whenever I want

But you can steal my heart, and soul, and breath

With the merest look,

And you know it.