The chin-shoulder concatenation
Let me nose-kiss your earlobe
I fit in your arms like a Lego
But I'm ruining this perfect moment
Because writing is in order
The world needs to know about
The warmth and my moisture and the softness
Of your caramel skin
The hardness of your center
Wafts of cold air seep under the covers
They get lost in a labyrinth of legs and collarbones
Until they too become heat and want
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Let's mélange again our scrumptious junctions,
As going to work now feels barbaric.
© Lola Sense 2021
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Loved this! It had such a lovely flow to it. And you do an amazing job creating such imagery with your words. You paint an extraordinary picture!