By Black Thighs
I said: “If I am going to write a love story, a story about love, it will be about us”
It will be about dark skin tones,
About curving bodies,
And breasts that rest on each other as our vaginas yearn, crave, to knock love into our souls.
It will be about the meeting of our clits,
the rubbing of your thigh,
the electricity in your grip.
It will be about the taste of your skin,
the intensity in your stares.
It will be about getting lost in you.
It will be about finding…you.
Queer, isn’t it?
Lol, but I told them. I told them that I will only write about you.
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