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Carried Away


Breath not taken

but freely given

as the depth of my exhale

before gasping for you

is measured timelessly

in proportioned precision

to the intensity of your touch

designed for my skin alone;

a static sparking

of incendiary friction,

a magnetic attraction

of organic satisfaction.

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3 responses to “Carried Away

  1. your words breath life into the reader.. :-).. so beautiful..

  2. petite morte divine

  3. “in proportioned precision

    to the intensity of your touch

    designed for my skin alone;” I like that!

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