Soft, steady beating
Just beneath my fingertips
Skin smooth to the touch.
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This is a good one. It's sensual and vivid. Nicely done. Is it about anyone in particular?
ReplyDeleteSort of? It's more like a memory of someone from a long time ago. ;)
DeleteOh, got it! It's excellently written. (sorry this is a new comment, my browsers hate blogspot or something, it doesn't comment unless I'm in IE and IE isn't letting me 'reply.')
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