Submissions by thejanedoe

It was just my hand
My hand on a shoulder
A strong firm shoulder
Seemingly consistent of mussels
It was only the nerves in my hand reading
Reading the firmness of the shoulder
That one nerve in the tip of my finger
The tip of my finger that laid so softly
So softly on top of his shoulder
Like it was merely there
Yet through the soft fabric
The denseness of his flesh shun
Human ecstasy