Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Pressed



Tuesday, May 19, 2015

I feel you through the thin veneer
The press of each curve
That fits against me
As we come together
For a moment, touching
And being touched
I feel you beyond the fabric
Beyond even the frail
Fabric of skin
That stands between us
As sheer as paper
But as firm as a wall
All the friction we can muster
May be unable to bring down
This need to get so close
That even skin doesn’t divide us,
This passion to feel every inch
Pierce through the pours
Until we drip into and out of each other,
I feel you underneath, and ache
To feel more


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