No touch
No hand caresses
No arms hold
Thus the almost….
Almost palpable weight of heat
Pressing against flesh
Heavy
The only touch I know
Say I’m a lizard
To cover
The need
For you
For the twirls of fingers
Absentmindedly playing
For all the days of desire
Lost but for the sight
Of you
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