Touch

I never knew I could crave

someone’s touch, like thirst

you feel like something I miss but

don’t yet know

How foolish

I can picture your touch but you

haven’t (yet) even traced my

mouth

and our eyes meet like two fuses

across the room

and

It’s obscene but I can feel your mouth

on my everythi-

It’s damp, hydrating, nourish

the parts of me that have wilted

 

You hold me without touch

I never knew that existed

 

 

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