An abstraction of the soul.
I accept the tender brush of your lips against mine,
Breath tangled and exchanged like pale limbs of smoke.
Your kisses claim my soul and eat at my heart.
A fire. It burns. An all-consuming chemical ache.
Your teeth graze along my neck, your tongue, tasting me.
You whisper words of want. A hungry tune.
Repossessing my mouth once more, you start to drain me
Abstracting wisps of energy from my body into yours.
My frail stuggles are hollow, as are my bones.
I allow you to take me with you. Prisoning my soul with yours.
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