strong enough to slay my dragons
with your mouth against my pale skin
your hands, my breathing, staggered
You pin my hips
and bite my lips
and make me lose my patience
you breathe to life
the hope that I
had buried in my basement
Your eyes are bright and piercing
and they're holding me here, raptured
the anchor to my stormy sea
my runaway heart captured
My fingernails etch secrets that my
lips would not dare utter
my arching back
your jagged breaths
There'll never be another
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