An Unknown Untitled Love

k

Can I put on your glasses?
I wanna blur your face
The way you blurred my heart
Thanks again

Vision obscured,
I can still make out your smile
Those lips full and charged
fully charged
with
the potential to carve back in
the details
I’ve sanded beneath the surface

I watch your eyes on me
dark and honest
Closing
Slowly
Who are you?

Bodies moving together
Souls spinning fast
And then the blur turns to Black
A kiss
An eruption in the darkness
My whole body is tingling
from the sensation of your touch

Inside of me you find
My love
My anger
My truth
and
I find your hands at my neck
Only for a second
But it’s enough
You’ve touched the unknown

My legs tangle around yours
As you branch out inside me
Find me
And I find you

Pounding
Pumping
Racing
Thumping
Pinching
Biting
Scratching

Is this real?
Is this right?

Does the answer really matter?

Just a preview, you say
Just a preview, I give
Just a preview,
playing in my head
Over and over again

We found each other
when — We — what
who — Found — how
where — Each — why
Other Other Other
is this magic or witchcraft. . .

What’s the difference . . .
k

 

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