Lover’s dictionary

Don’t stop, please

I’m not sure

If those are my words or yours

Uttered twice

Gasps for breath

As I define beauty

Between your seventh and eighth vertebrae

Don’t stop

It echoes from my lips into your ear

As I trace my finger along your face

And the echo is replaced by your screams

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