i want you to touch me.
"ahh, you're so chilly".

i want you to breathe on me,
be all the heat i need when you come
close
to me.

our movement is geometrical,
your skin sticks on me
make me wet
so you can cool me.

the coarse hairs of your chin scratch my neck
and flustered i am.

oh,
won't you
touch me
again?
                                            
          ­                                                                 ­             - g.w

the birds tweet,
i do not tingle.
the wind blows through my hair,
i do not tingle.
you touch me,
i feel sparks
as if
an electric current is passing through me
and that's when
i tingle.
    
                                                                ­ - g.w