Gahra. kena aur mainual bhavuk seks men khud ko kho dete hain

I like you best mixed with the salt of my own body, running down colorlessly into pools

that gather in the crevices of yours.

I like the taste between us, muddled, pressed, damp to the touch, rolling.

It's the break I want.

The wave and the swell and the crash that lathers when it hits, rushes my face.