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Intoxicating
my eyes are heavy
wanting to sleep but can't
for the memory of yo is intoxicating
ingrained in my mind
the way your breath
(hot on my neck)
gave me chills
the way your hands
(iceicles on my flesh)
burned me
our secret sighs wispered into the air around us
as our bodies, pressed together
screamed for more
so now when my heavy eyes droop
the memory of losing myself
in your eyes
is intoxicating
poem
by
Mackenzie Scholte
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