A touch of your hand
sends chills up my spine,
feeling your hands
locked in with mine.
A touch of your lips
and I feel I could fly,
out-flying, out-singing
all the birds of the sky.
A touch of your eyes
sends my head in a spin,
and I fall under that
sweet spell of you again.
A touch of your smile
and I'm filled up with joy,
and I want to laugh, and dance,
and spin like a child.
A touch of your heart
and I feel I've been given
a very small glimpse of
what must be Heaven.
Copyright 1999 Julie E. Allen