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I'm So Bad at This...

Tags: love, sex, emotion
I feel them in my chest,
Clawing their way through my throat
Until they finally reach the tip of my tongue
And that's where they stay.

Don't ask me what they are
Let me show you.

Take the kisses from my lips
And wrap them around you
Let them sip from your cup
Until it runs dry.

The pounding in your ears
Is the song of my soul.

You won't hear it in whispered words,
But in every gasp
And you'll see it in tangled limbs
Made pale by the moonlight.

Souls collide
As flesh meets flesh.

And what a collision it is!
Nails scraping tracks across your back
As your thrusts propel you deeper
Touching the core of me.

My love spills out
Drenching us both.

But it's far from over
You rage on, 
Encouraged by my pleas
Willed by my eyes.

The overflow begins and ends
With one final lunge.

Our story is complete,
Woven forever in these mangled sheets
Threaded by the throes of our passion
Sodden with the potency of our union.

That is how I tell you
And this is how you know.

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