short n sweet – a sunday piece

woke up wrapped in myself on brown leather couch

left hand cupping right breast to chest

as if in the middle of sleep body needed comfort, needed touch that only 29 years of a relationship could provide

many hands have brushed up against my flesh

felt the grooves in honey colored skin where life split pores open for rain to flow in and push currents into veins

your hands will never feel as necessary and pure as mine

keep touching til it feels right, til voice drops to octave that weakens balance, pumps blue blood red and sets Amazon loose between parted thighs

you don’t have to ask first but sometime in the middle of breathlessness you should check in


and this is just a pic that matches mood, rainy cloudy retro vibe and it’s fkn cool so whatevs

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