I laced my palms
against his,
on his cheek
I planted
a subtle
yet lasting kiss
Skin to skin
I am his,
I am all of him--
every piece.
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Soliloquy
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piece.
I laced my palms
against his,
on his cheek
I planted
a subtle
yet lasting kiss
Skin to skin
I am his,
I am all of him--
every piece.
