Details

I can feel the air between my ribs frosting over.
Your chapstick on my neck, glossing over
the details.

I can taste liquor in the cracks of my lips.
Your palm a pressure on my waist, total eclipse
of the details.

I can touch the air that's in motion between us.
Your lips moving in sync with my heartbeat, it's
the details

Always,
the details.
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