Energy Poem by grace mariner
Energy
Your touch is nuclear.
It melts my core until I am soaked from the inside out.
You blow your warm soft breath against my skin and
currents of electricity coarse through me, making me become erect
with its power.
I cannot stand long when you engage me as you drain me of all my strength.
I must support myself as I weaken, feeling I may dissolve into
a mist, disappearing forever.
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