Sometimes...
Your skin crawls because it aches to be touched.
It aches to feel a gentle, yet overwhelming tickle.
Something that sends shivers down your spine,
And breeds goosebumps on your skin.
Your soul aches for a whisper,
A back arching sigh of words
Beautifully teasing your mind.
And you lay there
Imagining
What it would be like,
If it actually happened.
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