Losing skin cells,
growing more-
part of daily human life.
I charge toward your heart from your outer layer,
constantly fearing
being shed,
running into nothing but
another, another
layer of skin.
I stood
finally-
walked, sat,
and gave you a song to hear while I fell.
You parted your lips,
invited my tongue
inside;
You cupped my face.
Alphabet Ravine 
Briefly, sensually, mysteriously, lovingly, erotic. 👅
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Thank you!
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Your ability to write from the heart is so pure and honest. I love your work, Lydia! 💜
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🙂 Thank you! ❤ So good to hear from you!
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This is lovely! You did a fantastic job with your word usage; it flows very well. 😀
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