Whispering fingers
on skin
as the nerves
reach up
to be electrified
by soft slight fingers,
feeling lingers
in those places,
tiny impulses,
nails like
ghosts of ice dancers
on the surface
sliding up legs
then ribcage
over shoulders
to excite the back
then bums of each other,
reciprocating affection,
two touching
lovers;
Sensation
Traced through skin…
a flowing river.
Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 9:09 PM UTC
Whispering fingers
on skin
as the nerves
reach up
to be electrified
by soft slight fingers,
feeling lingers
in those places,
tiny impulses,
nails like
ghosts of ice dancers
on the surface
sliding up legs
then ribcage
over shoulders
to excite the back
then bums of each other,
reciprocating affection,
two touching
lovers;
Sensation
Traced through skin…
a flowing river.
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