Thursday, 27 August 2009

THURSDAY 27th AUGUST 2009.

I love it when
We stick,
And speed up;

When friction’s richer.

When my skin sings
As it skims across yours
And all our fingertips touch.

When words for beauty
Fall from our mouths
And images engage them.

When a pause is more
Than a minute’s threshed madness,

And at the end we
Send shivers of electricity
Along our contact points,
With tears of joy and not sadness,

And then we peel apart and sleep.

1 comment:

  1. A captivating write, the seductiveness I like...

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