I'm feeling the urge again,
the longing to be touched, to be held,
to be enveloped by another warm human being,
to be caressed, to be cradled,
to fall asleep within someone's arms,
to wake up in those same arms,
feeling safe as I look into those eyes,
eyes that know me well yet don't know me at all,
soft eyes, deep eyes, hungry eyes,
yes, I feel the need for all of this and more,
to be wrapped in a tangle of arms and legs,
where does one begin and the other end,
melted together,
sweet and salty mixed like kettle corn
and I can't have enough...
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| photo by author, courtesy of Jean-Paul Gaultier exhibition at Brooklyn Museum |
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