The salty sweat of his chest
lingered on my lips,
so I tasted
pulled into the depths
of all his discovered
unknowns
my crevices of happy findings
warm tidings
delightful hidings
shut eyes, thoughtful, reliving
memories, flood of pleasure
losing control
I could smell his savage desire,
anticipation giving me chills
we find an everlasting truth
that even though
this distance will remain
we're bound through many domains
and no matter the end result
you and I
can't feel this real
from any other
*s.q.
"I just want to chill with you sometimes
And sometimes I am ***** and I think of you
And sometimes I'm feeling nothing and I think of you
I can't explain why I do"
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