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Static
longing for contact.
fingertips to skin send currents up my spine.
sexy static shocks
resonate...
in disjointed awe,
a haze consumes me.
electric saliva boils on my tongue
as we join buds in something that can only be defined as
"voltage" --
I feel the magnetic sparks pierce me to an elevated sense of pain
before they claim spots beneath my skin, and ease my flesh
back onto my skeleton.
my spirit permeates through pores
at your touch.
I watch as your eyes grow in hungered apprehension
for us to enter into perpetual friction
throughout the night.
you touch me...
a part of my soul escapes
in the form of a gasp.
