Eternity In A Touch
Nightly my flesh sings
for sweet release of its physical longing
the touch of another tracing my skin
the only thing which drives me
this want stretches across my nerves
haunting my thoughts with such need, such force
it nearly begs me to concede…
But I keep my distance
and others follow suit
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