You are awake

And I come to you

With my skin tasting like peaches

And my heart 

Offering you everything. 

Brittle stars sparkle 

In quiet and awestruck joy 

As you touch my body 

And call forth wetness 

From this stone.

Open flesh begs your entry.

I move against you

Meeting every caress,

Every thrust,

Until we both smell like

Sweat and sex.

You drink me in 

And we sing a ragged harmony

Of blinding pleasure 

There will be time later 

To count the cost of love.

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