Warmth and Feeling

I inhale deeply.
I close my eyes.
I float.

The sun on my face is my air.
Like warm water.
I am buoyant, weightless.
My skin feels like heated gold.

I think of you:
My fingertips on your lower lip.
My lips on your neck.
Salt, sweet.

Glistening; like oil on my hands.
The sun.
Your kiss.

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