Poem -

Touch Upon Skin

Skin...
how supple.
Lips do brush
a silken softness.
Hands seeks out a 
smoothness not felt before.
Finger tips 
trace contours
raising goose flesh
to the surface.
Lips seek the softest tender parts,
ensuring small gasps
and moans.
Eyes closed and explored
ecstasy in a simple touch is had.
A stroke of the arm here,
a spiral traced with fingers
upon a belly.
Lips do graze lips of the softest
feather down.
A final kiss here,
there and the exchange 
of skin is over. 

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Tony Taylor

A fantastic use of imagery ......to put the reader 'dead in your sights' and then nail them to the wall with the subtlety of well crafted phrasing .....to arouse and excite the senses with words..... to claim that you're going to this 'before hand' and then deliver on it..... is the work of a confident writer..... who is comfortable in the given genre' .

  ~ "....a spiral traced with fingers upon the belly."
                 ~ so VERY powerful ~
Well conceived... and..... BEAUTIFULLY delivered !!
ALL STARS!!...... well done KRYSTINA!!
LOVE and ROCKETS!!
Tony ?✳✴♥??

 

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Krystina

Oh my,  thank you so much!  

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