You haven't truly missed a lover
until you finish a masturbation session
by bursting into tears.
Every time I think of you
Heat spreads through my groin
A warm buzzing between my legs
A body memory
of your mouth on my clit
Sucking as a milkshake through a straw
A finger sliding, probing
Finding new depths and parts of me
While I squirm and pant and moan
I want you.
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