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When she stretches out on her back with her hands over her head she forms the horizen of this world and I see nothing past her. Stars gleam behind her head, the sun sets over her stomach and the moon rises from her pubis. From her fingertips to the fleshy mounds of her toes curling gently on the bed sheets her body encompasses the entire earth, everything I will ever need to know. I see the dip in her chest where her rib cage ends. I want to sink my head inside of the hole and slip deep deep inside of her until I'm swallowed up and the bones close around me and the skin ripples back into place and there is nothing left of me but what is there of her. I climb up the ladder of her body kissing each rung as I go, her arms tangle above her head until I reach up and unknot them like vines, bring them back down to her sides, wrap them around my torso, so that she has something real to hold on to as we make love. When we're finished she rolls to her side and I slip my arm under stomach. I curl it up around her ribs, her breasts, her soft pale chest rising up and down. She sways to my touch like the willows in the wind, flesh and bone in one moment, a figment in the next.

I've gone soft :3