Estrella De La Manana

[amoroto]

I used to feel the skin on the skin
The softer skin, the kind that only grows on lips
And the inside of ribcages

The skins touching, feeling, rubbing
Pushing their thumbprints onto each other

I am watching the skin touch the skin
The soft skin of her lips on the surface skin of his face
And the inside of his heart

The skins touching, feeling, taunting
Snapping my breathing in two

I would forget the skin of my dreams
The soft soft skin of those lips
On the softer skin of mine

But the way they felt touching and feeling me
I will never be spared of the memory