The rush I feel is hyper-light travel
Any part of you is my chapel
I’d take you whole or as a sample
The lips on you make me gravel
And I’m hungry for the words you babel

© Delia Ross. 2019

Everything about him makes me superluminal, like BANG. I’ve never known hunger like this before.

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