Wafer Thin
Her hands begin
To measure me
Softly strokes
At leisure me
Barely touching
Fully clothed
My energy
Her currency
Fingers float
Belying and
Beguiling me
Can’t she see
I’m sinking
And she’s
Drowning me
Hand held gently
Sounding me
Pleasurably
Helping set my
Treasure free
Shedding flakes
Of pure envy
Innocently
Maybe
👐
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© Sab Will 2020