Trailing Paths
I love the way you touch me
Unknowingly
Subconsciously
When you are busy with something
But your fingers graze softly on my skin
Like a brush against a canvas
Soft yet leaving a trail
You get me hooked on
With just the trails
That you leave on my body.
You turn me on
Because even with your slightest touch
You have me addicted.
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