focus in, replay the moments incessantly
build a memory palace with one room
dedicated exclusively to the way his lips
say your name
close your eyes, open them on the other side
forget what bits are fantasy, it’s all reality
in your mind
let his voice drip down your neck as he presses
you against a wall in your glittering palace
come often, leaving always against your will
- flecks of gold left sticking to your dewy skin
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