Next time we fuck
I want you to whisper
"I love you"
To my insides
I want to have the kind of sex
That makes me
Understand why people get back together with their exes
I want our sex to be revolutionary in its
Familiarly
I want you to trace every vertebra in my spine with absolute certainty while you stare into my eyes
Next time we fuck I want recite from memory the novel
Written in the lines of your hands
I want to visit the most secret, sacred places inside of you
Come down those well worn paths of eroticism where I have gone one hundred times
Next time we fuck I want to count the constellations of your back and paint the edges with my tongue
Sepia for nostalgia.
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