detoxed
liberated
and cleansed
for a moment
fulfilled
recognising
true simple beauty
I say your name
outloud
when I touch myself
alone
wondering if
you hear me
imagining
your secrets
some sort of
dedication
to our pretty
deviation
you love becomes
an ocean
and I'm drowning
in your depth.
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