geography

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 You have a yearning to learn my geography, not to conquer the world . The deep want to see every crevice, every curve and every freckle that creates the very contour that is my body

I point you to my zippers, my buttons ,my snaps and as you uncover the parts that have been labeled as unwanted or wrong you seem to see them as something that's special and coveted.

When you kiss me all the doubtful voices that have been filled with the imprints of knives, trap doors and torture devices that have left cuts on my minds walls that have transformed into soft blankets and pillows that paints over the cuts with kindness and love that I can curl up into and stay this way in the aftermath.

your taste… is like oil to a flame, so dangerous yet so comforting.  

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