You gave me a glimpse,
a taste of your skin,
a salty and sweet keyhole of light,

and then you took it away again.

I don’t understand why I care,
why I want so to have your skin
pressed against mine,
to feel your mouth all over me.
Your fingers in my hair
and your breath hovering hotly
on my neck.

To miss someone in new ways,
to crave someone freshly
and with my entire body
makes the ache poignant,
sharp especially when I had it all back
for a half second,
for an instant.

You were mine all over again,
and you were gone all over again.


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