the dragon

scent carries the strongest memories and when i smell the smoke of a distant wildfire i remember you i hear sirens and remember the song of you calling to me – tempting me with your promise – but by the name that would have crashed me into the rocks had i let it live i taste salt and blood whiskey and water ash and lust i had thought my palate cleansed yet the flavor remains in my throat when i dream about you, i often wake unsure whether i am drenched in my own sweat or yours sometimes i can still feel the strength of your hands around my neck around my thighs sometimes i can still feel your body along with my own i wonder if you still think about me when you touch yourself scent carries the strongest memories and when i smell the smoke of a distant wildfire i remember you

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cain-arkay

30 / Genderqueer / American

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