Lights glimmering in through the window
Warmth against the open window
of skin
Of yours and mine
of soft
of skin
of fingers
of tangling
of cold air and shivers
and hot kisses and skin
and tasting you and
slow and fast and excitement and-
and moans
and soft and dear god you’re so soft I want to sink in everything that is you
and talk and cool-cold air and lights
and you, time of which there’s none
and you.

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