Loneliness don’t bend, curve, or break ‘cause somebody reaching at your waist

Know that the flesh you seek is Holy Ground

Touch me with immortal love,

Heed the calling of my soul

My bones vibrate to your voice,

You are music across my skin

Your kiss inspires joy, we’ve made a home of this embrace

How many goosebumps of pleasure have your fingers counted along my spine? Let's melt into this moment, forever could be coming any day. 

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