• The feeling, your feeling, collects in the backdrop of my stomach. Plunging downward like a broken escalator. Pooling in crevices and raising my body temperature, ever-so-slightly by the second. You flick the switch, warm me up inside. All shivers and sighs. Previously hollow, now so full. Watching your lips talk is almost as good as feeling them converse with mine. Please don't break me.
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