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This is a poem about yearning for the lust and sensual contact you once had with a lover who is now far away. It was inspired by the feeling of your mind being stuck at home with this person, instead of focusing on the beautiful new environment in front of you. It was sent as a love letter to this person revealing how present they were still in my life despite being in different places. However, whilst writing it, I realised how difficult it was having my heart in a different country to where my head was.

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‍ A Naked Silhouette

by Hannah Allchurch

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Eyes memorised

every crack of restless skin

So I can trace these like the silhouettes of mountains I follow

Warm breaths submerge my peaks

furry from the touch of rich branches

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My fingers could stroll for miles

Crossing borders

Navigating the lost villages of your body

A thousand steps across waters.

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But

still every mountain born

turns my head to you,

Feet pointing in another direction.

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My tongue is the pen

That splinterers our path on both summits

Lacing your veins

With a sweet spell of syrup.

Passion straight from the jar.

Your permanence is sticky

As I linger over your stern shadow

A Naked silhouette

Against every peppery orange sky.

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Tangling tongues

Now wait

like ink

To run,

As a declaration of ownership

on golden pages

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Caressing each bend

Eventually

I bite

Light and shade

Skin and bone

I want it all

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The distant heights

Taste salty

Separated by the sea mist that rises,

As an overexcited quiver

that applauds inside of me.

It ferments my mouth

Reminding me

My memory is hungry.

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I devour the wetness of your exterior shield

On timeless barren lips

Remembering those tender droplets of

sweat

That make me so hot on the souls of my feet

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For a stolen moment

I’m allowed to step over the bridge,

Of distance and time.

Forgiving me to come back,

Protected by the amour

Of our skin on skin.

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In this glimmer,

I surrender myself

To your mercy  

And drown again

in the depths I feel

From the seduction of your grin.

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