There’s something ancient in me
that communicates his familiarity
A recipe from ancestors
A kettle over the fire
simmering small moments
of togetherness, boils
to a lustful fervor
He stirs me before I boil over
My marrow aches to be in his bones
and my heart beats for his soul
There are some things that are just known
Components of endearment
thrown into a stock,
Flavors of intimacy
coalesce in the ***
A meal of remembrances devoured
Mar 24
Mar 24, 2026 at 5:30 AM UTC
There’s something ancient in me
that communicates his familiarity
A recipe from ancestors
A kettle over the fire
simmering small moments
of togetherness, boils
to a lustful fervor
He stirs me before I boil over
My marrow aches to be in his bones
and my heart beats for his soul
There are some things that are just known
Components of endearment
thrown into a stock,
Flavors of intimacy
coalesce in the ***
A meal of remembrances devoured
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