SHIVER

It starts with a hand at the nape of your neck. That hand rests there for a while, perhaps letting a thumb gently move over the curve, just enough to make you jolt slightly. Maybe your teeth drag over your lower lip, your eyes rolling back in your head.You feel fingernails dancing about in lazy, … Continue reading SHIVER

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A dull t h u d against the wallFollowed byLow moansAndFrantic grapplingStruggling withHandfuls of fleshNeeding to holdEverythingAll at onceBeforeOne r i p s through the otherLeaving themTorn asunderFlaunted b l e e d i n gLikeAn openBook.