chocolate butter mixed
with the kind of soap that brings
you back to preschool.
You,
fresh out of the shower after we made love.
pale body, the kind that echos a bootcamp some years ago.
dark arms covered in colored stories,
some i still don't know.
and i'm lapping up the sight of you
giggle mad as you get dressed
reveling in the lucious smell of your body wash.
a playful kiss when you get your shoes
turns deeper the moment my fingers
transend friendly and run tracks
through dirty blonde dull spikes.
and i want to stay there
ten minutes longer and not have to leave
so my deep kisses become hunger
to both come and go, and stay.
urgency makes love as well.
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