I would put myself at one focal point. One where you striped me of all my skin
One where you let me begin
All over again
As a lover
Your lover
Gently pulling your kiss in
Your hair, my bed, and all things we thought were sleep.
I will chew you over and over again against my eyeballs until I can’t sleep anymore.
And it is all dry so much so that I have to drop the eye drops in, until I have to kiss you there in the kissing me game.
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