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Jul 2015 · 812
Indulgence
Castielchester Jul 2015
your touch

        your touch

sends sparks through my

being.

starting slow, little bolts

crackling through my nerves,

    boiling my blood

          and

surging my veins.

your touch

    my heart,

beyond control I

g a s p

keep me from falling,

flesh, bone

       melting into yours,

we are one.

— The End —