Smoke rising. Sugar melted sticky sweet on my tongue. On your lips. On our hips. This is where the crevices meet, the air whooshes out, the eyes close and then open wide. This is where I know I'm safe. Light or dark, I can't even comprehend. Awareness fleeting, fleeing, out the door. Outside world can't enter here. Only you. Now, tonight, this moment, it's only you.
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