Amour Propre

I’d rather trace my fingers
Through the map
You drew on me last time
Than wait for you
To miss them again.
I’d rather mark
My own territories
Than wait for you
To want to touch
And redraw on me.
I’d kiss my own fingers
And call my own name
I’d pleasure my own self
And keep doing it
All the same
Over and over again

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