Melting.
Into the Egyptian Cotton, in a place I call home.
Naked.
Still chested, eyes open, bloodshot.
Silence,
Shattered by the memories of my past.
Wasting...
Into a shell,
Already hollow- like the cruel winter breeze.
Melting,
Indulging in sinful thoughts, and into myself.
Shaking, at the thought of your warmth.
Naked,
My skin melts into the warm aura my corpse is radiating.
Silence,
My breathing shallows, on my demand.
Shattered, and weak
From the pleasure she instills.
Wasting my time,
With just a thought of you.
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