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For someone I always want
There was an amber bloom coating your skin,

shimmering as a candle extinguishes with one rush of air,

the curves of your face and the timed grin you tease,

swallowed by the desiring shadows we give in to.

Lips nearing anxious bodies,

alluring ridges and valleys committed to immutable instinct,

the overwhelming currents summoned by wandering hands.

I know this dialect between us,

the balance of hungry synapses that generate the heat, the radiating explosions behind your curious eyes

the tempos I hunt to arrest your breath,

before you draw me inside you, unyielding.

The enfolding bloom covering,

the quivering squeeze of legs becoming a lock around me,

hips surging as a sweltering tide begs to rush over the animals in us,

the primal shadows we've become.

These currents become almost too much to hold onto,

the pulsing clasp and and charges driving the raw eruption arresting us,

the breath before releasing inside you, unyielding.

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