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Cross hung down between our heaving chests,

Your hair tickles my nose

My lips tingle,

As if every cell is buzzing to touch yours again

Fuck, I miss you

When we lay in my bed so quiet and calm,

Hearts hammering against each other

As if they were trying to meet,

And the only thing separating them was skin and bone

My skin is marked with you now

You crowned my heart with your mouth, and now you call me your Queen

Come be my king, rule the land of sheets and pillows

Of videogames and TV screens

Of half eaten meals because we'd rather feed on eachother

Of scarred skin and burned flesh

This is our realm,

This is where we exist,

Together,

A knot of stars and infinite space

My heart is a room for you to live in,

My body is a temple for you to worship,

We are the universe,

We are cells that live for the touch of one another.

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