Today is day 5 of poetry month. I started out this poem with a specific theme in mind but no matter how many times I started over I couldn't get what I intended to come out on paper. This came out instead. So take my advice and try not to fight it.
Vision
Hands
around my waist.
Breath
against my face.
Skin against skin.
I breath him in.
A sight
to behold.
A vision,
uncontrolled
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