Bones

I want to feel you under my skin.

I want you to push your palms into my cartilage,

Make my ligaments ache for weeks,

Months, 

Years.

 

Centuries from now, 

I want them to be able to see your fingerprints on my bones.

This poem is about: 
Me
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