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The Touch
by RisiaSkye

Your touch is foreign
previously only the stuff of dreams
but it sends a chill
through my spine,
and a rush of need
into my body.
I forget all but the moment--
there is nothing but now.
Our lips touch,
your hands move
our bodies intertwine
and I am lost in eternity.
The forbidden touch,
the midnight release
takes control
and I am your willing prisoner.
Together we descend,
fallen together
closer every second
to the one instance of ecstasy
in the bondage
of release.


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