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Oct 2016
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
what
Greta Wocheski
Written by
Greta Wocheski  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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