Monday, November 12, 2012

Moisture, A short poem



Moisture
By: Robert Orr

Proximity.
Breath against my skin.
Trepidation.
I move my hands.
Legitimacy.
Your feelings radiate.
Cooperation.
Ensured by touch.
Vocabulary.
As quoted by muscles.
Fluidity.
In one’s words achieved by fluid motion.
Connectivity.
The moment when you are no longer using your tongue,
for speaking.

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