Heat at My Finger Tips

As I look down at my hands, fingers curled looking as I’m in pain
My skin thrusting back and forth like I’m in fighting something within
Heat pouring from every element of my body
Pulsating and throbbing because I’m in ecstasy
I continually reach to grip tighter whatever is in reach
Body shaking with intensity
Breathing rapidly, mind is cloudy, can’t focus
Flesh so moist and soft
Come close and smell, what a beautiful scent

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