To Touch and See
My fingertips glide over
the silk-like polyester
of a strappy night-dress,
generating static electricity
akin to stroking my dog's fur;
the redness of it
shout's it's colour to my brain,
the fit and feel
make it oh-so real(y)
silky and smooth
to the touch,
do you see ?
Elizabeth alexander. 25/12/2015
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