Marked
Remember the game we used to play in the university library?
You'd sneak up behind me and put your big hands over my eyes and wait for me to guess who?
I'm confident that, despite the time between us, you'd never fool me still.
My heart would sense your presence before your beautiful hands even touched my face. She'd begin to stutter, pumping my blood in a desperate, organic morse code.
If you want to surprise me, you should know better than to ever touch me.
Every cell in my body would recognize each of yours. We marked each other too deeply to ever veil our DNA.
I'd know the smell of your skin despite being masked by new soaps unfamilar.
I've slept on your chest too many times to not remember the way you breathe. Can you sense that I can't breathe?
Save me quickly, so I can let you ruin me all over again.
Posted Nov 19, 2022, 10:47 PM UTC · edited