And suddenly…
It's too close
For too long,
Tickles fading
To holding;
A moment,
Not seeing,
Just feeling
Your breathing;
A waiting,
A wishing,
And knowing
I'm falling.
Then stopping –
A breaking away
And a turning,
And laughing
It off with
A push and
A giggle,
Which turns to
A tickle.
I run and
You follow.
You grab me,
We laugh,
And you tickle.
I squeal,
And cry 'Stop! '
And suddenly…
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