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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