Your hands
Stroke every pore of my skin
Sculpting me
Memorizing my body
One last time
You watch me
Drinking in every inch
Sipping at your final taste
I can't stop thinking, this is the end
The last kisses
It brands this moment
You woke me up
Discovered me
It aches to let you go
Because I will never be touched like this again
No one will worship me carefully as you do
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Breathless
PoetryThis collection of poetry explores themes around love, heartbreak and redemption.
