Touching You

Touching you, for me, is such a joy.
When I touch you,
I can feel your heart beating,
I know when you breathe,
and whenever you move a muscle.
I touch you with my hands,
with my lips, and with all my senses.
You often do not know
when I am touching you,
softly caressing your hair,
your cheek, your lips.
And sometimes, you feel this touch,
Look up, and I touch your eyes as well.
As our eyes touch in this temder, intimate way,
I dream that I can reach inside,
and in doing so, I can touch your soul!

-Miostiek, 3/7/97