Credit: Faustine Badrichani

Softly glide your fingers
along my skin
and feel my open pores
aching for your
touch, lips, and
skin against mine.

Let me taste your perfume
through sense, and hear your body
move through motion.

Keep me close; I shiver no more.
Touch me, so I tremble.

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