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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