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I could never do
this love justice
by describing

that my lips pressed
are against yours,
arms around each other

and

how your fingers curl
around the curve
of my breast

and

my thighs are spread,
a feast for your hunger
to indulge in

and

the way we move together
when two hearts beat
as one.

No.
I could never do
this love justice
with sensual images.

All I can say
is I’ve fallen into
the spaces of you,

I know every crevice,
every dimple,
every margin
even in the darkness.