Face to Face.
We lie face to face.
Close enough to see
The striations in our pupils,
pores of our skin.
Our mingled breath tastes
Of our combination.
heat welds us flesh to flesh
In luscious contact.
The quilt tents over our shoulders
As we exchange touch for touch.
We remain in delicious proximity,
Oblivious to the world.
Wrapped in the pleasure
Of each other.
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