Senses

Feel the softness of my flesh,
without worrying about
the layers beneath
or the scars that mark it.

See the depth in the
cold stormy seas of my eyes
and hear the truth mixed with
the agony beating within my heart.

Taste my lips with abandon,
like I dream of devouring yours,
then I will no longer remember
to breathe anything but you.

Β© Sarah Doughty

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