Teeth that glide across your skin.
Teeth that glide across my skin.
Pearly whites and off whites.
Teeth behind your lips.
Teeth behind my plump lips.
Teeth sinking into your shoulder as we become intertwined like
spider webs on tree branches.
Teeth pulling at your lower lip while you groan for more
like a moth to a flame.
Impressions of my mouth are like tattoos all over your body,
A masterpiece sealed with saliva, blood, sweat, and tears.
Laying in the comfort of one another when the morning comes,
Smiling toothy grins and giggling when passing a heated
glance over black and blued skin.
Holding your temporarily scarred hand in mine.
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