Electrodes to My Nervous System

From all the things I’ve held onto in life, your hands have been my favourite. For they are like a map to places inside of me that I don’t know of. A place where your single whisper sends electrodes to my nervous system and makes my heart beat at 180 per minute telling me my cardiovascular fitness still lacks when you run your fingers on my naked skin. So now I wait for you to leave so I can go back to 40 beats a minute. Now I wait…

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