My body echoes from the feel of you.
Hard knobby knees wedged between thighs,
my head on your chest,
fleshy calves against fleshy calves.
Now apart from you,
is this what they mean about
souls being halves?
-05/29/2017
YOU ARE READING
i like them both (and other observations)
Romancedepression, love, and sex. chapter one of an ongoing collection of poetry by a bisexual girl.
