the weight of my mouth against yours
until the borders of our skin dissolve entirely
leaving my lips completely undone,
an orphan shape when separated from you
i want to press into that stillness
where breathing becomes a single, shared rhythm
and my own face feels foreign to me
the moment it is no longer anchored to yours
2d ago
Jun 2, 2026 at 9:02 PM UTC
the weight of my mouth against yours
until the borders of our skin dissolve entirely
leaving my lips completely undone,
an orphan shape when separated from you
i want to press into that stillness
where breathing becomes a single, shared rhythm
and my own face feels foreign to me
the moment it is no longer anchored to yours
