skin
Our love
is urgent.
Your kiss, my touch,
that frantic need to close the gaps between two bodies
like all I am
will shatter as shrapnel
if we do not.
I crave you always.
There is a place
folded in your arms reserved for me,
and I’ve found my belonging place there where I was never looking;
it has always been in you.
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