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Asleep
with the soles of your feet
planted firm on my thigh
as if to absorb
the warmth inside.

And that’s more than fine,
I’ve got plenty of heat
to proffer.
Plus your cool skin
offers me respite
from myself.

The intoxication
of foreign, yet familiar touch.
The permeating sensation,
that rush
through the core of my being,
is the wildest high
I have felt.

I’ll never forget it.
Even after I let it go.
Your flavor

embedded in my pores
to savor.

I’ll cherish it well.