Breezes blow through an open window
My leg wrapped around your chest in a gymnastics of intimacy and possession
We lay languid
We couldn’t let go as we shifted positions
Your arm cupped around my waist claiming while our legs intertwined
Touches unconscious
Conscious words stream while the melodies played through the speakers
Teena, Marvin, Erykah, Stevie…
We shared

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