kiss me like my lips are strawberries covered in sugar
hold me like I am my whole body, rolling hills and valleys
inhale the scent of my neck like it's oxygen and you're drowning
because I want your touch to tell my brain to tell my spine
to tell my hair follicles to stand on end
wrap me in your arms, so your smell lingers on my clothes,
but it doesn't matter either way cuz you'll always be there in the morning
10/5/16
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