silence is thickest
when two minds are full
of thought
hearts are full
While bottles are bottoms up
Instead of words
we speak through touch
Your skin like brail
spelling words of lust
My finger tips can't resist
to read every inch every rub
morning dew thaws out the nighted lust
leaving us
sobered up.
Sep 3, 2018
Sep 3, 2018 at 7:43 PM UTC
silence is thickest
when two minds are full
of thought
hearts are full
While bottles are bottoms up
Instead of words
we speak through touch
Your skin like brail
spelling words of lust
My finger tips can't resist
to read every inch every rub
morning dew thaws out the nighted lust
leaving us
sobered up.
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