Electricity,
Without circuits,
Without source,
Without a switch.
Electricity,
Created with a touch,
Passed through several layers of skin,
Into the bloodstream,
Coursing through the veins.
Electricity,
Finds its path,
All the way around,
Deep into the chest,
Turns to lust.
(Still not sleeping well. Headache each day. Waking up all night. Cannot wait for my trip to Spain.)
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