Erotic PoetryFloatYou peel open my tightly clenched hands
and bring me to places
where I face you
palms open.
Your words purples and violets
like your touch.
There is no sense
I have no purchase.
There is only sensation.
My heart is in my ears,
and in my cunt.
not in my chest.
My chest is full of magic
I breath your world in
and breath out life.
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