“Make marks on my body.
Trace patterns on my skin like you would a piece of blue lined paper.
Write on me the words of a love letter.
Once your ink has seeped into and all the way through my being, fold me up.
Shove me in an envelope and address it to yourself.
Stamp it with your lips.
Seal it with your tongue.
I’m yours.”
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