Quiet for a Second

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Instinctual sourceless pull
Unidentifiable feeling
A quiet lull
Inhale deeply
Your breath
On my neck
On my knees
You are the queen
Against my better judgement
Its your hands I have to see
Peach fuzz patches of hair on each finger
Soft and turning as you clench my sheets
Your knuckles, white, inches from my eyes
Panting horizontally
Our animalistic tendencies aren’t lost on me