Weak Spots Xi
Anticipation in an eye gaze
Before the plunge between
Lips and skin—
The vulnerable way into the heart
A rush that gushes through
Every avenue of the frame
As a scent causes thrills that hide
Not long enough to be secret
Hands over hands
Soft skin wrapped in soft skin
A trace of fear—a reminder—
This is not a fantasy
This is real—laughter and doting—
Touches—more gushes and thrills—
Goosebumps forming on the flesh,
The gaze returning in full blaze
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