cyclical fear

Curving arches, convex light
the pinkesh flesh cools down
air dances, prancing around
hairs rise like an audience.
They give a standing ovation
"encore! brava!" the crowds cheer.
But skin tightens and moves
Bumps errupt and wash over
"I'm scared! I'm scared!" is suddenly the cry
soft fingers run over
skin warms frightened skin
muscles calm. All is right.