a thousand little electricities
igniting, running
down from our touch
where your skin ends
and mine begins
hot breath against our skin
filling our lungs
with deep words
and sighs becoming one
and your eyes in the dark,
so intimate—
you are my favorite silhouette
Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 2:26 AM UTC
a thousand little electricities
igniting, running
down from our touch
where your skin ends
and mine begins
hot breath against our skin
filling our lungs
with deep words
and sighs becoming one
and your eyes in the dark,
so intimate—
you are my favorite silhouette