Explosive

Sodden residue forms a slippery grin, asperous fingers caress so gently. You tilted my neck to get a word in, the alien touch is so foreign to me. I’m so used to things that are vicious, this method comes off a bit too benign. You possess me as if I am precious. My titanium side is extremely assertive, but I have so much softness to give. You mix telepathy with a mandolin, this dimension of language a key. Connection gets a seraphic spin, that tenderness translates to carefree. Becoming acquainted with courageous, our two spirits merge and intertwine. I no longer feel believing is treacherous. In the past I have been so combative. Now with peace? I am frankly, explosive.