Thrill

September 4, 2013

Thrill

You can see it
when you touch me
and it steals my breath.
I know you see
because when I gasp
you quickly look to see
if you’ve hurt me somehow,
but you’ve not,
your touch has merely
ignited
me.

And with that touch
of flame
the heat spreads
at an alarming rate
until
my knees grow weak
my heart is racing
my eyelids flutter
and I relax
in your grasp:
yours
to do with
as you
will.

 

 

 

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