Skin hunger

It starts in the small of the back
Travels to the pit of the stomach
Then the shoulders join the dance
Once there, I know what’s next —
Tips of my fingers and toes
(The breath is another hint)
The only way out is in
Thigh-to-thigh-breast-to-breast
Skin into skin full grind
A pestle into a mortar until
I drip curry warm and smooth
Begging sweet hunger to come again

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