the gentleness of his fingers
scorched my skin
burning me with a longing
no gentleness can cure.
his fingers traveled up my sides-
a memory of what i always wanted
abrading my body
with a longing no memory can erase.
his gentleness
overwhelms me-
wraps me with a warmth
i have never experienced before.
his arms
is a safe heaven.
i think,
i just might like a taste of that-
one last time.
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