my inhibitions and I reunited
when you weaseled your way
back into my bed -
or more accurately
sent your rendition of my memories
attacking me in the piece of
my me that longed to know
that my mind still appealed to you.
and that my parted legs
still beckoned the rapid rising
and falling of your chest - 
that I still brought you shortness of breath.

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Kimolee Eryn is an artist and writer who believes in creating for a purpose beyond the purpose of creating. She believes that a life should be lived not just to sustain itself but to cultivate peace, love and growth in all adjacent beings and hopes to exemplify that in all she does.