I want your heart
I want my head resting on it
Nestled into the hair of your masculinity
I want your eyes
I want my soul meandering inside them
Soaked into the well of your darkness
I want your hands
I want my hips between them
Framed into the skin of my femininity
I want your warmth
I want my bones surrounded by it
Comforted into the depth of your being
I want your sleep
I want my limbs twisted into it
Moved into the stillness of your silence
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