The intimacy of water...
Experienced on the surface of flesh.
Always running; flowing, down and away...
but seeping into, unnoticed!
Down across your chest,
tumbling toward. Your sex.
The warm liquid drops;
like honey,from excited bees.
Language expressed not as dance,
through the mingling of lips.
Hand pressing hard flesh, Slowing time!
Look deep into dilation.
And feel...
The unnoticeable!
Water falls between fingers.
That are trying to stop a moment...
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