Tactile Empath

Touch me, that’s 
all you have to do;
Caress me with words 
that raise goosebumps that won’t fade;
I’ll devour each and every one;  
Let go only when I say,
‘Enough; I have no coherent thought.’
Enjoy the slow whisper along your skin, 
marvel at the flames in my voice;
Powerless against your match 
ablaze, captive to your energy; 
Touch me and whisper, 
hypnotize me with your fire.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Amadore Avatar
July 27, 2021 at 9:58 PM
Humans (and I am a great example), or at least some of us, are very tactile indeed, craving the touch of another and almost swooning when lightly (or sometimes roughly) stroked or caressed -- even metaphorically. It is satisfying to read such a thoughtful and well constructed presentation that allows us to experience such a "stroking". Thank you for this.
Udaeta Avatar
July 28, 2021 at 7:08 AM
You are welcome. Thank you for the kind words.
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