Poem: Intimate

When I take him

I am every cliche

Known to man

And I am known

 

By my touch

The thrust of your hips

My goosebumps are envious,

a flick of an eyelash

Makes me climb higher

 

Fingertips glide

Over your naked skin

Every bump, every scar

Is a trail of memories

closer to you

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