Consent

Touch, feel, breathe, remember,
sometimes it feels all good, at other not so much,
but didn’t you say I love you?
Oh, did I? sometimes I wonder…

Lesser than less words work better,
vibes play a big role if you fathom,
for all that I contained inside,
spills like my favorite drink on the table…

The space between our bodies, those goosebumps,
they knew better than our rushing blood,
and how these eyes spoke every

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