This dull ache fills the void in the pit of my stomach with warmth.
The smell of her perfume. The taste of her skin.
Here we are again, tangled between sheets,
Like ensnared rabbits, caught between thickets.
Struggling to live.
To feel free.
Even though nothing matters more than her eyes.
The swirls and darkness and clouds that live there.
As I breathe, labored. Inhaling the wind of her lungs.
We shake together, not in fear, but pleasure.
Exploring what it’s like to feel human.
Our secret wars.
Our longing lies.
We have given arms to promise.
Invaded our hearts with beauty.
If only I didn’t feel so cheap after.
But for a moment, I felt so alive.
About the Creator
Rauce The-sauce
I am a writer, poet, musician and aspiring novelist. I have finished a rough draft of my first full length novel and am working on rewrites and editing. I work full-time with adults with special needs and love my work.
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