I haven't washed now in over a couple of days;
not since just after seeing you, anyway
my body is coveted with its own thick musk-
the scent of my pheromones sticks to my skin
like sweet sucrose in sap
as it pushes through pores in my sweat
as I lay there and sleep.
It's a powerful smell
but it's subtle,
and it makes me think of your lust
and it makes me think of your love,
and it makes me think of you.
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