Then There Were

 

It's the humor first
always a sucker
for a funny

The laughter subsides
and you lean in
voice gentle
your words begin
to lightly fondle
usually quiet parts
of my anatomy

As we slide up to
against
one another
the words stop
our skin speaks
and we
begin to throb

October 1, 2020

Day 1 of 31

Magnetic Poetry pull prompt: fondle, funny, gentle, slide, throb.

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