like africa

when he loves me. in bed. when he puts his arms around me, and i can feel his skin, his heart beating, his breath, and i smell him, it’s like africa. it’s like, i get scared because all of my guts shake. sometimes i press my hands against myself because i think things are coming loose inside. he just touches me, starts to barely touch me, and i’m so frightened because it’s so much, it’s so hot, it’s so close to losing my mind.

- john patrick shanley

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