Hot Stone
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- 5 days ago
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By Rachel Turney
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You press one hot stone against my body starting with my calf.
I am laying facedown.
You run the hot stone, pressing firmly up my leg.
You stop and turn the stone inward of my thigh.
I feel the stone’s tip enter me a little, then you pull it away again.
The hot stone is moving in circles up my leg. Circling ever closer.
Now your hands are rubbing the strong muscles of my upper leg and kneading my cheeks.
Your fingers slip between grazing any found openings.
You tell me to turn over and start the work with the stone again.
Up my leg, touching with your fingers above the connection of my thighs.
You pulse the hot stone against me until the heat from the stone fills my entire body as if I have swallowed it whole.
I am throbbing with the movement of the stone against me until the heat bursts and consumes me.
About Rachel Turney:
Rachel Turney is an educator and artist located in Denver. Her poems, research articles, drawings, and photography can be found in a few publications.
Blog: turneytalks.wordpress.com Instagram: @turneytalks Bluesky: @rachelturney
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