Tuesday, November 21, 2017

Skin

You are warm and familiar.
Your long, strong arms wrap around me,
like a wool blanket.
I'm engulfed in your affection.
Your love touches me
In many places on my body.
Where our skin meets, our lives touch.
I find myself limp in your arms,
But still weightless because here,
I can forget the pain,
Even the pain you've caused.
I'm strong and my instinct is to fight.
In your arms,
My instincts fleet.
I am not an animal.
I am a woman.
The intimacy...it's real.
You do know me
And love me
And here, with our skin touching,
Felling your skin on mine...
I'm  scared I can't say good-bye.

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