Sunday, October 13, 2019

Touch starved

You wouldn't remember that moment
Already erased from your memory
But it stays in mine

Not because it was you
Gently placing your hand
On my arm
Your face so close to mine
That I wanted to lean in
Be closer to you

But because it had been months
No, years
Since someone had touched me in a way
That made my body yearn for more
Instead of wanting to flee

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