Weak Spots Xi

Anticipation in an eye gaze Before the plunge between Lips and skin— The vulnerable way into the heart A rush that gushes through Every avenue of the frame As a scent causes thrills that hide Not long enough to be secret Hands over hands Soft skin wrapped in soft skin A trace of fear—a reminder— This is not a fantasy This is real—laughter and doting— Touches—more gushes and thrills— Goosebumps forming on the flesh, The gaze returning in full blaze 2.11.20