Sacred Skin
Softer than the softest satin,
admired with style and grace;
Caressing me with fingertips
regarding my skin as sacred;
Etching every inch in your mind,
drawing only seen with closed eyes;
Scandalous like your imagination,
kinesthetic unforgettable trip;
Imprinted tapestry of devotion
narcotic stupor, I can’t forget your touch.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2021
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