Drift

The caress cannot be motionless;
it is by definition always in movement.
Jean-Luc Nancy


Fingertips drift along the inner
Forearm & linger at the wrist
Pulse is a heart thrum
Prolonged through extension
Distance, an urge
The insistence of rhythm
The hum of fluid rush
A finger print brushed
Along the flush of pink
Flesh brings almost
A quivering
Almost 

~

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