[Bodies Burning]
I love my
body when in your arms of your body.
brand new is
this sensation,
memory intact, nerves ablaze.
Your body
does what mine does not,
I love to
wonder of its whys. Your vertebrae shivers, trembles to my
coarse hands, or is it my tongue that has
given you a chill?
I love to
love the wonders and whys and what’s,
the slow
shock of combustion lit by the short fuse of orgasm,
electric currents in a sea of currents,
parting legs
and crumbs of afterglow thrilling
chills, chilling still your body
which loves how I love it so anew
-from [The Paper Womb II]
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