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I Can Always Read Your Skin

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I can always read your skin...

But I want you to first be a whisper
soothing us in the deep dark night,
I want the closing proximity to ache
until your body begins to scream.

Until that slow heat rises and you remember
the embers which continuously smolder
in the absence of my touch,
the constant note of desire 
threading through all that you are.

It becomes a harbinger of flesh crying out.

And nothing is holding me back,
you know when I am hungry,
you know when I grow cold.

But there is never loneliness here,
only longings that will burst
like flares of violent starlight
dancing throughout irises.

And I can always read your skin,
the fiercest devotion bloomed
within our yearning.

Whether the hues flush in lamplights
as my fingertips begin to reach out,
or when you are a flash against shadows,
aglow when we are tangled
into a singular naked form.

I want you to first clench harder than ever 
to finally remind me of who I really am,
I want your nails to rake deeper,
write a new language onto me,
carve a map into this flesh
that no other can hope to follow.

Until the signature you have clawed
suddenly makes me pin you down,
breathing in the perfume between
your parted thighs where more stories
write their messages in the dark.

I could linger over these pores,
speak about the myths encased
in this searing nexus of skin forever
as I devour the most mysterious nectar.

It is a harbinger of how we will cry out.

And nothing is holding me back,
you know when I am hungry,
you know when to silence it all
by pulling me deep inside.

There is nothing forsaken here 
as we writhe faster and faster,
no longer able to deny or prolong
the closure that our bodies demand.

I can always read your skin...

The pursuit has to run deeper than that,
you are more than something to map,
you are the glyphs and runes 
of a lost language finally made whole.

You are gooseflesh and flares of heat in valleys
that fingertips decode like intricate Braille,
I have to know your body with my own,
unforgiving as we seek the other out.

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I have to memorize you with an insatiable tongue,
controlled blazes flicking across your world,
swirling into beautiful permanent memory,
we have to be relentless to reach this.

We have to pursue like something we cannot name
was lost along the way so many years ago,
something screaming past bones and cells
and we uncover one another to get it back.

Every urge we handed ourselves over for,
the trespasses that our lips made,
every breach that never had
anything to do with the body,
every sin we forgave or were complicit in
is helplessly confessed through touch,
steadily smoldering through the soul.

And I can always read your skin,
I know the signs as well as you do...

Lips tightly sealed until we only speak
through the faint vibrations in moans,
in honeyed tongues gliding together,
any other language would fail us here.

The ragged breath against my ear,
entire frame draped over mine,
tangled hair a silken curtain over my face,
enshrouding us from all worlds but our own.

I can read everything from here...

Lightning flashing across skin,
illuminating secrets we no longer keep,
across eyes that torched me 
with celestial glows in another life,
nocturnal rains pounding like your pulse,
the thunder raging through our chests,
furious drums lost in their own songs.

Hips mercilessly grinding together,
possession blooming in seized limbs
the moment that ravenous slick walls
become an inescapable lock urging me
to explode like I never have before.

Until hot seed rockets into your depths,
every jet and drop greedily absorbed
as you finally collapse against me,
answering with a molten flood,
a wet core no longer able to deny or prolong
the closure that our bodies inevitably demand,
still squeezing whatever essence I have left.

It becomes a harbinger of what will
thread through all that we are.

Of how you can read all that I am.

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Written by elliotlacey31
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