Feeling and pinching you.
You are delicate but resilient,
You feel so familiar to me, but in every way that matters
You're completely new.
And while, I feel like I can predict where this is going--
How this is going to end,
I need you to bring me there.
I always get like this toward the end.
You're irresistible to me.
And once I've had you
Felt you
Consumed you
I place you among the countless others.
Physically forgotten
But eternally etched in my soul--
In the very stuff that makes me
me.
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