Your taste
in my heart
lies there
like a
memory.
The feel
of your fingers
on mine
a gentle
caress
in my
mind.
That look
to see if
I'm still there
as if
I would ever
leave
you.
Sounds
echoing in
my ears
the constant
droning of
the world
outside
disappears.
Your smell
sinking into me
changing
my very DNA
who
I am
what I've
become.
I sit here
washed
cleansed in
you
bathed
in
your soul.
Sanctify me
I ask
but you
always reply
I am
what you've
made me
I only
exist
because of
you.
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