You Understand Me Into Loving My Skin From Hell Into Heaven

A Poem

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Recalibrate pleasure until
it’s a sensation that never stills
is always a part of our meals
that I can eat your body
into ecstasy and beyond
that I am always turned on

by your presence
your palpable viscosity
your vernacular vocabulary

that you make love
to mind before
skin is ever accessed.

Being understood is part
of the way to open legs
without a second thought

when you touch my knee
slide into inner thigh
strum me like a guitar

I hum a language
only we know
the lyrics to this song.