Map

You exist as the darkest blue river on the map to my heart.

You have been both the source and the flow for me. You have traveled my pathways, wandered all through my terrain, trapped in nerve and vein from the first time we touched. The feel of my own skin is now the memory of yours.

I feel and I remember, Mack. The alchemy wrought each time we lay down.

 

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