Urgency sings, and I dip,
one toe, two, soon my feet followed by
a leg and a hand, gliding in; slow
motion and the skin grows goose
bumps, one after another. No
more smoothness to my curves.
And the mouth with a mint is the same.
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Please Don't Touch
PoesíaPlease Don't Touch is my first self-published book of poetry, written and published originally in 2012. #51 in Poetry, 3 June, 2017 #85 in Poetry, 4 June, 2017 #108 in Poetry, 25 May, 2017 #136 in Poetry, 26 May, 2017 #149 in Poetry, 24 May, 2017 #1...
