Sticky

the air between us was thick,
dripping honeyed cravings too delectable to escape our lips,
and when flesh met flesh,
it was magic,
a tragic deliquescing,
catharsis in the confessing,
bodies colliding to tell stories
no words could possibly encompass

they were sweet moments
spent with you,
so preciously self-aware,
they stripped me bare,
no room for anything but you and I,
a binged-sugar high,
that won’t quite let up

I still feel you,
sticky,
there, and there,
and there

-image via Pinterest, original source unknown

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