I don’t want to be left with my memories. I only want the beauty, your beauty, the secret glance, soft lips, dark luminescence beneath my fingers lighting at my touch, phosphorescence sparking to life, trace lines of our passion written in sweat, rivulets meeting the earth soaking the land.

Nuzzle my throat, hit the sweet spot with your breath, crawl inside me, bless me with your scent.

Hold tight, don’t let me go.