Nerve Endings

...leaning back on the couch
i light a cigarette
and putting it in my mouth
makes me think
of my mouth
of my teeth
on your skin
you are messing with my head
in my head
don't stop
make me jump
and meet you there
one mind
one thought
one body
one feeling
moving through millions
of nerve endings
through doors never opened
you make me smile
i chase your thoughts
another leap
i refocus
to find your eyes on me
and i wait for your hands to follow...

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