I want your hands . . . to discover me in detail . . . your mouth to find the exact spot . . . that stops my breath . . . I will find my place . . . between your shoulder and your neck . . . and inhale you every time we meet . . . I'll call you "Home." I want to trace that art with my tongue . . . really slowly . . . but . . . then taking a bite . . . I want your eyes searching for me . . . full of want . . . full of need . . . knowing we are destiny 🥀