Touch Me
Touch Me
Touch me
In secret places
No none has reached
before
In silent places
Where words only
interfere
In dark places
Where only whispering
makes sense.
Touch me
In the morning
When night still
clings
At midday
When confusion crowds upon
me
At nights
When you lie next to
me.
Touch me
Like a child
Who will never have enough
love
For I am a little
girl
Who wants to be lost in
your arms
A woman
Who has known enough pain
to love.
Touch me
In crowds
When a single look says
everything
In solitude
When it's too dark to even
see
In absence
When I reach for you
through time and space
Touch me
When I ask, when I'm
afraid to ask.
Touch me
With your lips,
Your hands,
Your words,
Your presence.
Touch me
Gently
For I am soft
Firmly
For I am strong
Often
For I need you.
Touch me
I was made to be
touched;
I can never be touched
enough.
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