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To No Man
written by: Eloina
To be embraced by a firm grip with large beckoning hands,
leading my head into the gentle breathing of a beating chest,
humming me into a state of safety.
As much as the idea takes me, it's aimed for shipwreck.
Even so you are yours and I am mine.
With sudden bounce I engage in separation from
the warm blood pumping across the chest.
I run my stretched out fingers down my soft pale arms,
around the humps of my petite breasts,
the imperfect curves of the skin,
finally turning on back to the over-proportionate size;
my hands don't fill up.
There on after I realize I belong to no man.