Laying Into Sensation
Laying into sensation,
not thinking,
feeling, just feel.
We share touching
each others damp spots,
weave in moist hair,
open passages into darkness,
release fragrances deep from the earth;
your fingers move
my fingers,
then push,
now it’s done
and there’s nowhere to go
except inside.
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