If I don't have who wrote it, I did.

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Do my pores secrete only you?

And you, my thoughts, ever present in

Yet, I, for all sake, and forsaken membranes

Only push, pull, constrict, restrict

And pulsating your scent

Through all my body

Nerve endings failing

to detect anything but you

this chronic longing and all I need

Is your presence and loveliness

ever severing this cicatrix

toughened tissue

And you so sweet

My love, are

my heart, my lungs

and beating, breathing,

the reason is you

My existence is you