a list of demands

I’ve only dreamt thus far— Of the step beyond this, the limit of my understanding. of the taste of touch, of the scent of tenderness that punctuates timeless moments of embrace. I want to wake up. To finally feel it. All of it. From fleeting nudges to whispers below the ear to the seamless caress. …

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