i love her more on autumn nights

i love her more on autumn nights

Miscellany Editor

they’re perfect for being together —
cool enough to cuddle, yet warm enough
to strip our bodies bare and lay
there — your skin one with mine as your locks
of golden sun tangle themselves in the webs
of my fingers. i smile as your pale
hands delicately trace the curves
of my tan waist; your tiny breasts stuck
to my wide chest, and your sweet, damp breath
warming my neck with each soothing kiss.
my cold, freshly manicured hands
find warmth between your smooth legs,
and i perform symphonies inside your body.
the softness of your voice a crescendo,
my tongue tuning your frame
with all our muscles tense, aching;
two bodies becoming one, orchestrating
sounds of true love. a dolce movement
of us, together, music taking form,
releasing a grand finale of short moans
and blissful panting, falling together
like leaves between the sheets
of a beautiful composition, and we lay
there, in euphoria – out of breath.

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Marci Delcampo is a Cuban-American, junior writing and linguistics and Spanish double major. She is a Peer Leader Supervisor in the department of First-Year Experience, a Southern Leader, and a member of the University Honors Program. When she’s not reading or writing poetry about love, discrimination, or mental health, you can find her obsessing over pictures of pugs or watching crime-shows, Big Mouth, or Parks and Recreation on Netflix. Though she is focusing on a career in technical writing and communication, Marci hopes to become a successful poetry novelist.