Wrapped In the Same Skin

I want to slide into you, Not between the stickiness of sheets, But between the spaces of your synapses. I want to taste your saliva on my lips, Not from the wetness of your tongue, But from the passage of your words. I want to encompass you, Not between the thickness of my thighs, But between the limits of my life. I want to indulge myself in your scent, Not from the potency of your perfume, But from the familiarity of your presence. Fragment by fragment, I will emerge myself in You, Until I feel that we are wrapped in the same skin.