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It is you I see, flickering in my mind like a flame I cannot ignore.
My hands find its way, slow at first, grazing skin that's already waking.
I feel it, a spark, a soft hum in my cog,
stirring as I think of your eyes locked on me.
It is subtle, this heat, but it's there, building, tightening, all because I imagine you watching, wanting.