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at least once an hour

Posted to Action Poetry

my mind's fingers run over your flesh
remembering what it felt like to trace
rhythmic patterns on your skin
remembering the way you felt
right then
at the moments when i was breaking
and being put back together
all at the same time
oh yes.
at least once an hour
at least twentyfour times a day
my mind does these things to me
driving me crazy with memory
the way you used to drive me crazy
with your touch