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Reblogged from visionaria
Your breath was hot and damp between my shoulder-blades, harsh and jagged in my ear. Sandalwood, mandarin rind, and thyme mingling with your sweat filled my nose. The tips of your fingers - oddly cool - bit into the flesh at my waist. I became the sway of my hips and the flex of my spine. Your touch became my world, your smell my oxygen.