Senses Trickled Poem by Meghan

Senses Trickled



the slightest touch makes the senses flitter
nerves shaking cold endless shiver
pricking hairs, breath dancing on dew
condensation of skin drips
rolling, sending waves across goosebumps
exhaling rippled
tickled
senses flutter
senses flicker
trickled

Thursday, July 19, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: senses
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