On Flesh and Warmth
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1 min readJul 12, 2020
We do not speak of anything
or anyone but noises.
Yet, we eagerly endure
for it’s all consensual.
We thought “we need heat
to generate a feeling”,
but we are mutually warm,
and we always empty our vessel.
Plunged under our skins,
we try to swim deeper
but we only tire ourselves
as we fill distances.
Eyes-closed we aim
but fall short to be felt.
Perhaps, we are really looking —
maybe that’s why it fails.