To touch

A Poem by Ego-sum-judith

the temptation of touch. the sensuality of touch not the sexuality.

To touch
The brush of smooth flesh
That leaves you questioning reason.

The kiss of skin to skin
Is what asks for more without words.

Fingertip trails over sensitized skin
Calling to all with the tantalizing strokes
Of unblemished softness upon needing film.

Blows brimming with hate.

Handling meant for care.

A caress lavished with promise.