By Monica C. Voskamp
Is this all I am to you
The way I curve
The way I taste
The way I smell
The way my body fits
Into yours
Is this all you see of me
Sensual?
You follow my curves
Like it was a map
You’ve read a hundred times
You know each turn
Each dip, each crevice
You know so well
You could lead the way
Eyes closed.
My body you know
But my soul
You do not.
How could you forget?
Something even more complex
Even more mysterious
Even more intoxicatingly
Beautiful?
You thought you knew me
So well dear lover,
But your hungry eyes
Forgot to read
The very best part,
My soul.
Always believe. Always hope. Always love. 💕
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