I know you felt it.
I shuddered.
HARD.
Imperceptible to anyone else, but you were connected to me in that moment, and I know the heat of it seared your flesh.You moved off so quickly.
Burned by my rejection.
In the moment, I was left to recuperate from the shock of your touch - so familiar.
Now, after, I think of my body's automatic response - and wonder.
You are familiar.
You are wanted.
You are welcome.
Our connection is all that I can think about these days; it consumes me as the craving builds and washes over me in waves.
I crave you.
I crave your touch.
Then why would my body respond so strangely when - finally -
FINALLY
- you touched me?
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