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I know I shouldn’t but I can’t resist

The feel of your skin against my lips

I hand control to my body

As your touch shuts down my mind

I drink you in tasting every inch

Wearing your scent like a cloak

I submerge errant thoughts

In your whispered words

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ADEOLA SHEEHY-ADEKALE

ADEOLA SHEEHY-ADEKALE

Writing on the female experience, race, motherhood & self-development. Columnist at The Green Parent magazine. Follow me on IG @adeola_moonsong.