Learning how to touchA Poem by Jon Roggie
Let the fingertips pass,
a hair's length away. More of a passing breeze, than a touch. Now, a bit closer. Graze across the neck, enough to raise some goosebumps, leaving the other unsure. Finally, a delicate caress, one not to ignored. © 2014 Jon Roggie |
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Added on September 24, 2014 Last Updated on September 24, 2014 AuthorJon RoggiePorterville, CAAboutI tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..Writing
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