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I know the curve of your shoulder,
the dips in your chest.

The shape of you is one
I know by heart.

I've run my hands across so many times;
I can trace you with my eyes closed.

I know the pucker of your mouth
when you smile and pull me close.

Muscle memory can find
your lips in the dark.

Maybe I was just enamored
with your body.

Physical attraction
took over reason.

Your magnetism was stronger
than my rationality.

I didn't love you;
it was just lust.