Fingerprints

See,
I
want
to
feel
your
fingerprints
on
my
skin,
dictating
directions
this
way
and
that.
I
want
them
show
up
and caress
those
laugh lines
where
a
smile
is rarely
seen. I want
them
to
glaze
parts
of my
lips
no
one
has ever
mapped
out.

Finally,
I want
your
fingerprints
to
leave
behind
the memories
of
what
we
just did,
and
what
we’re gonna
do
in 2.5
seconds.

I’m all
yours
but
your
fingerprints
just
may
take
the cake.

M.C. Davis

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