Your touch ripples throughout my body,
like ringlets on the water of an icy lake.
In the same way that caramel drips off a silvery spoon,
it glides smoothly but hesitantly.
they are unnoticed by all
except by those who made them.
Your fingertips graze my velvety skin,
like a cow grazes the grass of an emerald field
dotted with daisies.
He loves me,
He loves me not.
These words bounce around
in my brain.
Besides these words,
my brain is hollow.
Your touch forces all thoughts from my head.
Washes them out like a tsunami
might wash out a city.