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Thursday, October 23, 2025

 

I touch you
just once right
in passing
a light brush
my two fingers
one deft hand
drawing something
that dawning
a thin line
right across
your star sign
crossing songlines
what a feeling
your entrancing
mesmerizing eyes
flashing messages
insightfully revealing
something about
inner cravings
silent feelings
something even
oddly deeper
meaning relevant
carnal love
confessing darkness
a tawdry space
even expressing
oddly pressing
outer rage
what if
we never
even touched
oddly what about
just letting go
so much
addressing time
repressing all
my emotional itch
conditional really
if love 
were blind
if only I
was deaf
even dumb
would just
some odd touch
really matter
all that
love and such
could be
much rounder
might be 
roundly fonder
what if
profound dessert
everything always
after taste
some spoiled 
same name
reframed flavour
so I
thought about 
it all
behaviour savouring
bits and pieces
just a touch
nerve endings
some honey call
brushing life
with fantasy
some touch
in its infancy
maybe urgency
crouching tiger
insurgent laughing
eagle calling
emergent crying
hungry lion
what a roar
thirsty fire
glowing embers
within hunger's core
resolving flaming
involving burning
attentive sighing
let me
touch you
once again
maybe lightning
will decide
to strike
maybe something
all this
more enlightening
outer feeling
on this
sacred ride
my heart
touching foolish
my mind
crouching rudeness
is it
proudly crude
my pride
letting your
entrancing sound
fancifully open
my closed
try profound
third eye
what if
I hear
your inner
realized truth
even bitter
self entitled
serialized thought
might I
get a taste
of your inner
infused self
would I 
finally see
your flowing
radiant hair
your romancing
dancing eyes
my obedient self
might I
finally touch
your living soul
finally giving
into feeling
gently touch
your beating heart
kiss your parting lips
starting with
just another touch
brushing life
an eventful crush
with music
your swaying hips
assembling love
trusting your
inner part
sharing vital
vitality and lust
yet truly
real caring
trusting love
resembling all
that trembling
inner with outer bliss
cosmically reflecting
all that
precious love
that exists
within all of this

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