What We Were

We shared a mutual desire for each others’ bodies and we found ways to manipulate one another to get what we wanted. Our communication was only a means to touch the privates of the other.
And that communication was good.

That’s what I miss.
More than his privates.
More than our ecstasy.
More than the nights.

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