haptic

come over
i want you
to touch my eyes

everything i see
is dry

i want to stare
down
the barrel
of your thumb

run
your fingerprints
across irises
im giving up
my pupils, darling
im giving up
the windows, so they say

i want to see
through the cracks
in your skin

come here
and feel
my teeth

i want to bite
down
on the bed
of your nail

i want to bare
my buds
to your taste

stay
your palms
against my cheeks
im giving up
stay
your hands

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