fingertips move slowly
downward
follows the contour
of my ears
traces the line
of my jaw
the small hollow
of my throat
across collarbone
circles the outer fullness
of my breasts
palms brush lightly
hesitate at
tender nipples

continues slowly
over ribs
across my belly
stops to feel
the warmth
of my female-ness
a sensual intention

hands that journey
inside thighs
calves
ankles
now travel upward
slowly caress
knees
hips
waist
come to rest
on breasts
now swollen with desire

I frequently catch myself unconsciously letting my hands meander slowly over my body. Learning it again and again. As a lover would. Touch starved….