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- Again
- [A4A]
- by /u/Eves-garden
- I was over you.
- I had tucked you away
- in a corner of my memory,
- in the cool, dark place
- where old friends and
- adolescent crushes
- linger
- in nostalgic dreams
- like benevolent ghosts
- I had learned to think of you
- with warmth
- not heat
- with affection
- not breathless,
- giddy desire
- if I even thought of you
- at all
- And even though
- I sometimes missed
- the way my pulse
- would leap
- and flutter
- beneath my
- tingling skin
- the way my breath
- would catch
- The way one warm
- whisper against
- the shell of my ear
- would quake through me
- like a sweet orgasmic
- ripple of need…
- I was glad to be free
- But now
- now….
- I see you again
- and the flutter
- in my chest
- silences my breath
- I feel your hand
- as it slips over mine
- and I wonder how
- I lived so long without
- this touch
- I hear your voice
- and it's like
- coming home
- I should say no
- and you should say no
- but when your mouth
- finds mine
- and your arms pull me in
- I am nothing but need
- and heat and
- desperate
- liquid desire
- My hands fumble
- to find your bare skin
- my fingers tear
- at buttons and fabric
- to get to you
- to feel you again
- to possess you
- for a moment
- for an hour
- for a lifetime
- for however long
- I can have you
- just to taste you again
- just to sink to my knees
- and worship you
- Just to feel your
- heat on my tongue
- and your pleasure
- in my mouth
- and hear your cries
- as I bring you
- again and again
- to that place
- our place
- where we neither of us
- are free…
- Where I am over you
- and you are over me
- and we crumple the sheets
- and scatter the blankets
- rolling and tumbling
- thrusting and taking
- biting the pillow
- gripping the headboard
- panting as we fuck
- with our eyes as surely
- as with our bodies
- our skin slick with sweat
- our limbs entwined
- our mouths meeting
- again and again
- until that cool, dark place
- where our memories have lived
- alights again
- and is consumed
- a star burst of pleasure
- and pain and
- explosive desire
- until we collapse
- and through panted breaths
- and slow smiles
- our wise eyes
- tell each other
- in ways no words
- ever could
- that we will never be free
- and will always
- always
- be back here
- again
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