The Nurse

I will always remember
the feeling of your soft fingers
holding my arm,
in a firm embrace

then a motion
using just your fingers
leaving your moist presence
on my arm

then the  feeling
of stinging intimacy
then your release,
over too soon

the intimacy of your touch
my fingers exploring
the lingering dampness
on  my arm

my heart racing
head swimming
I reel away down the hall
infatuated

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