His Touch
The touch it burns Fingers trailing questioning lingering You lick your lips yearning arms wrapped tight A question in my eyes and pleasure on my lips Your…
The touch it burns Fingers trailing questioning lingering You lick your lips yearning arms wrapped tight A question in my eyes and pleasure on my lips Your…
All my nerve endings are flashing Like neon signs that read “OPEN.” Electricity trails sparks down my spine And my veins thrum madly Like strings that have…
A tongue of finger-tips Slips onto warm, slick, scarlet lips To catch the cold, thick, icicle drips. Splashing numbness nips at the core-- Telling touch it…
You say, “you must” And, “tell me more” Strumming trust With vocal cords-- Telling too much To afford The full amount of touch You lied, you swore Now I’m tied…
if not for your touch i’d melt away i would let the hours blur into days i would have no memories of things so soft and sweet i would just be full of things…
One strip of flesh per glance One mended bone per touch One broken soul per chance One idea unites per purpose Delaying peace shouldn’t be for purchase anymore…
He fidgets around in his seat pretending to be supremely uncomfortable with his chair all of a sudden, rolling an annoyed eye to his watch and then to the…
Sensory Overload. Everything hurt. I had been the same... but it hadn’t hurt before. I hadn’t felt it before. My head was pounding, ears ringing, palms…
Your fingers, your touch I want. So warm, so soft, trembling. On me my skin awaits. They brush, my pulse quickens. My chest, hollow, wants more.
Perhaps it’s odd, though crushes are illogical and what standards of oddness apply is difficult to judge, but what I loved most about her was how she felt. I…
Every sound, no matter how loud of soft, stood out. Bees buzzing around the flowers. Cars on the freeway a few blocks over. Muffled by the hedges around my…