Just Lust


I know the curve of your shoulder,
the dips in your chest.


The shape of you is one
I know by heart.


I've run my hands across so many times;
I can trace you with my eyes closed.


I know the pucker of your mouth
when you smile and pull me close.


Muscle memory can find
your lips in the dark.


Maybe I was just enamored
with your body.


Physical attraction
took over reason.


Your magnetism was stronger
than my rationality.


I didn't love you;
it was just lust.

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