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Every
by cara furniss

Time makes every fold apparent
every curve more d e f i n e d
The auspicious way in which
your fingers search for every crevice
gently easing limbs apart by
- touch –

the sensation of searching for what
you know is there;
a slight excitement comprised of
drawn out longing and
the knowledge of finding –

e
  v
    e
      r
       y

fold of skin…
clutching yours after mere moments
of breathlessness,
though no sound, it screams of you
like the hairs on the small of my back
does too.

My lustful posture encompassed
by you
over you
under you
around you –
you, who finds desire in every fold of skin.