Salt and Cells

My tongue tingles
with the taste of you.
The memory of your salty skin
trapped in my cells
mingles with every moment
your hands touched me,

and I can’t forget
how you looked at me,
how you stared into my eyes
and didn’t look away.
Like you were trying to see me
as I was trying to see you.

For those moments,
we were,
and nothing else existed.

For those minutes,
I belonged to you
just as much as you were mine.

~Patience

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