Skin
Silky smooth
fire to the touch
of two fingers,
palpable absorption
of moist, sacred breath,
sheen silver,
value gold,
inhalation of a placid
open meadow,
dancing grass
barely waist high,
only bold enough
to gently,
assuredly caress
with simple confidence,
tender respect,
crazy, incredulous
at its mystic pleasure,
naked skin.
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