Ode to touch

Ode to Touch c. 2021 by Saintorr

With spendthrift flesh


I offer myself

Like a loving limmer

Serving strangers

Waiting expectantly

In a room dark with candles

I touch, I work and then

I wait


to be paid

For the cumming

This lust of tears

Game on, we pirates

With unspontaneous intimacy,

Release our loneliness

In love’s sweet mimicry

For fleeting moments

Forgetting the world, we touch,

and quell all fears

In spendthrift flesh


We gift ourselves

these verdant fields

this priceless

touch of jade

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