three am thoughts again

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of all the thoughts returning through my journey to sleep
the most consistent one remains
your lips crashing on mine
embedding themselves in me
writing themself against my own
your mouth like lava
melting into me
carving your kiss inside my skin
i crave your embrace
and the pool of your eyes
staring into mine like reflections
i long to drown in the depth of you
to taste what i yearn for
to sink into the ocean of your touch

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