ripples flow

Bodies wrapped snug to the texture touched.
One after another soothing nerves that feed the rush.
Feeling the same as danger lingers in the short termed heart.
Pressed against the details of contacts experimental art.
Familiarizing facial expressions well beyond the imaginations sleep.
All come along portraying the pursuit of self proclaimed need.
Faces take place in time conjuring up a most wanted life.
Flipping pages as they change in a memoirs forgotten night.
Felt as if the swap had never taken place.
It's jus not one individual held to replace the passions fame.
They follow a course taken to come into ones life.
Gone to soon as footsteps are filled on the spin move to squeeze the hype.
Overlapping the under layer deflating pillows from saddened to happy tears.
One at a time there's no differences in the way they shed the years.
Adoring the comfort that's appeared for a while.
Switching up yet leaving the luv to gain a different smile.
Holding on to late nights like the last go around.
Somehow in sync like a beat magically skipped frowns.
Curled up upon by a new someone willin to lay still.
In the darkness on the other side of midnights' will.
The light doesn't give a hoot to which chicka falls.
There's only the compression method merging to a halt.
For beyond the visual sense the physicality remains.
Unseen, as one, two, three even four more are enjoyed in a repeated faze.
Flush with the jus-a-like collision landing in arms.
Pleasured by the embrace of an entangled web overlapping body parts.
Basic fundamentals place each as all is one in motion.
With no unique style that separates any of them from emotion.
The sensation repeats the release of the stillness that calms.
The closer the skin, the softer the pause.
Let them come n allow them to be free to even go.
Singled handedly, one by one, ripples flow.
From the initial dab a hole is the effect of the splash.
Away from the moment left in the past.