puzzling

fit just right
to break apart
tongues tied
with sultry
breath

fit my body
fit my mind
prefectly
right fast to
the death

touch each
piece not in
waking dreams
but right here
tainted flesh

fitting in
and
fitting out
just lovely
to enmesh

each curve
so sleek
contour unique
a mold around
your lips

marking our
lines a
puzzling map
down to aching
weighted hips

by Felicia Lujan
8.25.19

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