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Feeling Alive

where I am by myself
the body is static.
a fragment that is
no more than an apparatus
to yield the bare mechanics
of an apathetic subsistence.

at the precise moment of touch,
she awakens
from a leaden slumber,
and blooms into an overflowing
amalgamate of verve and life,
of sinuous-ness and liquidity.
of nerve-endings and sensations
that come alive
under the simple connection
of human heat,
rushing with blood and fervor
under the well-worn leather of skin.



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ShadowBlossomThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
today at 1:24 am:
The article is very creative and it actually reminded me of Sleeping Beauty, as she awoke from her sleep and as every feeling tha had gone numb came rushing back to her.  I love your work, hope you continue.
 
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