[Bodies Burning]
I love my body when in your arms of your body.
brand new is this sensation,
memory intact, nerves ablaze.
Your body does what mine does not,
I love to wonder of its whys. Your vertebrae shivers, trembles to my
coarse hands, or is it my tongue that has given you a chill?
I love to love the wonders and whys and what’s,
the slow shock of combustion lit by the short fuse of orgasm,
electric currents in a sea of currents,
parting legs and crumbs of afterglow thrilling
chills, chilling still your body
which loves how I love it so anew
-from [The Paper Womb II]
Dontrell Lovet't
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