weightless
by Kanqja.


Under where the dreams walk on two,
Find me under you, sliding.
Feel me, with ease, like your skin, too-
Fingering, squeezing, biting.
Like birth or rebirth again, whatever
you feel is mine
And mine
Is
Yours.
Your reds are muted,
Your stems are weightless,
You make the wettest wetter.
And together,
We cum up for air.
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