First time was the intensity
Fear of being caught, the urgency
Not a moment more could pass between our skin
Pressed together to pulled each other in.
The second time a hunger
To smell, touch, taste, a celebration
Of our absent love bought back before us
Reaffirmed emotions a reassurance.
Lastly was the remembrance
Sliding tongue against skin and crevice
A languid loss of urgency
Complete submission to sensuality.
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