Post breakdown. Pre meditations. I got bunches of lights flickering on and off in my head. You turn me on. You turn me off. Stay for awhile… I love your mouth. There’s your skin underneath my fingertips. Lots of buzzing and humming (low pitched humming) that feels like electricity barreling into my fingers, into my palms. You make it hard to breathe. Sometimes when I kiss you, I can feel my eyes get lost, looking into the deep deep spaces in the furthest corners of my head. It feels like I could die. Sometimes I want to. You sit somewhere on my tongue… I crave you the way thirst feels.
Come. Come. Come.
You are my water.
You are my wine.
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Ahhhhhhh....holding my eyes and peeking like a lil kid does when they catch their parents ;)
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