whenever I read of your latest exploration
i still get that jittery feeling
there's still that temperature increase
the rise
heart on edge
pounding
i don't lie to myself
i miss you
you were a lover to me
without boundaries
available indefinitely in our embrace
i don't miss what i expected of you
but expected you might miss it a little
miss me a little
such caution you take
in your coded revelations
i see the layers you are peeling
the ones no longer serving
they are visible to me
you remain the mysterious scorpion
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