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yann Jan 2021
I need more intimacy,
Wanna feel someone else's flesh and skin and hairs under my hands
Look into their eyes and know their body trusts me,
Know every single inch of ugly scars and hidden acnea, protruding bones and round stomach,
Wanna kiss, grab, tear apart and let the soft animals we are take over for once,
Worship,
Be worshipped,
Trust and be trusted,
Need to be pinned down like a ragdoll,
Be touched like a craving man i
want it all,
And maybe i do want it
with you.
yann Jan 2021
what if we took a bath,
you and me,
we laid down in the water,
and your body was bare,
the little dots on your shoulders
smiling at me like lovers,
your hands would reach for me
to join you,
and what if my body had changed by then,
the scars over my chest
smiling at you like a promise,
i'd let you close,
i'd let you touch,
i
i crave for it.
ache for it so badly.

touch my new body,
allow me to breathe so close to your skin,
let's soak for a while,
in this tender fantasy,
my back to your chest,
the warmth of the water,
your hands over my hands,
the trust in our shoulders,

what if we took a bath,
me and you,
and we let our bodies
exist, together.
Zywa Dec 2020
With her husky voice

she reads to him, full of love –


in the twilight hours.
“El general en su laberinto” (“The general in his labyrinth”, 1989, Gabriel García Márquez)

Collection "Love Mind and Death"
Zywa Dec 2020
You are familiar,

I always see how you feel –


yet I do not know.
Collection "More"
alyssum withers Feb 2021
there is a certain intimacy
in sharing poetry with another
it's like stripping the body of skin
untangling the bones
to reveal the soul

stop asking to see it
i don’t want to show you.
a veryyyy old poem ***!
L Dec 2020
and we lied there
a bundle of limbs and skin
and I didn't know
where I stopped
and you began
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