Deliverance

I want to lick you like a stamp
and put you on top of me.
Deliver me somewhere sacred.
Envelope me with your legs.
Embrace me
like a love letter.
Let’s read each other
into the night.
Hands as eyes,
seeing you with my touch,
staring at you with my clench.
I’m an active reader.
I will leave marks on your skin,
annotating my favorite curves,
I will write a love letter
back to you on the pages of your chest.
My words will kidnap your heart
as you sigh,
and send you to our place.
We will hide
in the enclaves of our lust.
When we leave
we do not goodbye,
we bookmark.

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