Beside You
A glass of wine and taste of your tongue,
the smell of your skin and the rhythm of your breathing
small pieces with me.
Your hands playing on my skin and I wish you were
and know what's in your eyes clean and honest.
The smell of your skin between my hands
If you ever made the mistake of thinking that whoever
next to me was not I delete it on your skin
Delete it with kisses that fall from my lips. And
that passion in these moments we scroll erasing fears and illuminating our days. You
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