
One
Turn
Begets
Another
Spiraling beyond
Onward and up, infinitely
I,
Too.
Brushing
Fingertips
Hot flesh reaching yours,
Smoldering, sparks, bursting aflame
One
Touch
Begets
Another
Spiraling beyond
Inside and up, infinitely
writer, storyteller, veteran (see BirchBark Editing.com and MaxieJaneFrazier.com for more)
One
Turn
Begets
Another
Spiraling beyond
Onward and up, infinitely
I,
Too.
Brushing
Fingertips
Hot flesh reaching yours,
Smoldering, sparks, bursting aflame
One
Touch
Begets
Another
Spiraling beyond
Inside and up, infinitely
Your poem took me back decades.
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That’s great!
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Wonderful!
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Thank you
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