Strange Geographies

Dim lights and soft sounds
Strange geographies
Familiar anatomies
That spot on her neck
Her scent
Finger tips staining our memories
Trembling
Each touch
Grazing our skin ever so lightly
Beads of sweat
Dizzy headed spiraling down
Nerves burning
Shaking and shuttering
Content
Even if just for a little while
These moments never last
Maybe it’s better this way
But, oh please
Stay

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