Tangled Love
His hesitantly brings his fingers to my tattoo, his touch ghosting over my skin.
I scrutinize the tattooed letters on his fingers.
A, M, L, R, O.
They don't spell anything but here I am, telling myself that they probably stand for something.
He's barely touching me but my entire body is on fire, I want his touch so bad it hurts my chest.
I feel like I'm trapped in a small box and I can't breathe or move or think.
Our eyes lock and I realize that we're both panting, chests heaving, fucking electrifying.
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