Emptier than before
He finds my shy spaces
Devoid of even suffering
Leaving simply aching
And a gasping
He seals his lips to mine,
Lipstick swallowed,
Sounds unhinged
Filled with being
As I drift into him, sating a hungry heart.
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Emptier than before
He finds my shy spaces
Devoid of even suffering
Leaving simply aching
And a gasping
He seals his lips to mine,
Lipstick swallowed,
Sounds unhinged
Filled with being
As I drift into him, sating a hungry heart.