I run my fingers tentatively
down your cheek,
asking you a question
with my eyes.
looking at each other,
you touch me too.
This is my skin
my boundary.
Yours is thicker,
like rubber.
I run my fingers down your chin.
what is this little bone?
I like it.
I like your bones.
I like you.
you please me.
you are tasty.
I like your taste,
your skin,your eyelids.
I like your eye here,
and your other eye too.
Nice one!
I like this hair on your head.
May I touch your hair?
do you like hair?
hair makes me laugh.
I have a fondness for laughing.
I love to laugh.
I love your laughter.
If not, smiling is good also.
Or a gleam in the eyes,
showing the inside smile,
the smiling heart.
I like your inside,
Outside
and possibly
your backside.
your upside and downside.
your side sides.
I snuggle you all around with soft wool.
I knit you into my scarf.
I'll have to wear you round my neck now!
How unusual
How flexible.
How charming.
How alarming
How creative
How interesting.
What an idea!
what a notion
but you are too big for me to knit
So I'll just touch your hand
with my fingers.
and you touch my hand
with your fingers.
What good hands we have
with such fingers.
fingers are for touch.
fingers are keen to touch.
I like touch.
what would we do
without fingers?
skin is good
We love skin
We love.
We.
I want skin to be ours
and yours
is mine
and mine
is yours
where is the edge of the world?
skin has no end
it's infinity
au naturel.
what order!
what design!
What wonder.
what awe.
where is the world's skin?
tenderly we touch the world
as the world embraces us.
It's called love.
Love.
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