all dripped up.

with seeping echoes of tired spent selves, we part and go our ways, watering down the heavy breathe and soaping away the remains. full yet not sated, feeling a lull, a chasm so deep that i smart, i turn up the heat and do my best to wash away the void. hands moving with purpose, i do what i need,  thoughts dripping down my thighs and i know that i go next to love and a dream seeded already inside.

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