Peice by Lucy

a poem written while gazing upon a photo of my boyfriend ~


my mouth forms the shapes to create sounds that might make sense

my eyes trace every line of your dimension, searching for new connections

the scent of you soaks into me and leaves me aromatic, the pungent odor of adoration

my fingertips walk hungrily across your landscape, prospecting your hidden treasures

the sounds of you slither into my head, breathing and sighing and laughing and biting

my tongue tastes the pearls that hide inside of your rosebud lips, beckoning to be discovered

all of these senses, all of this input
still, there are no words to describe me and you




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