'Touch'

"Some men know that a light touch of the tongue, running from a woman's toes to her ears, lingering in the softest way possible in various places in between, given often enough and sincerely enough, would add immeasurably to world peace." - Marianne Williamson, "A Woman's Worth"

"Touch"

The human touch-
Flesh against flesh
Skin against skin
I crave it so much
Where do I begin.
My fingers trace-
The shape of your lips
The outline of your face
They gently caress
Your favorite place-
The back of your neck
Where passion lives
It awakens your soul
oh, the pleasure it gives.
It quickens your heartbeat
And shortens your breath
Without your touch I'm afraid
I'd withdraw into myself
And enter the throes of death.

You take my hand in yours
You smile and laugh
As we walk and talk.
You hold me tight
And whisper 'I love you! '
You playfully give me a bite.
Your fingers expertly roam
The familiar contours of my back.
Yes, that's it, that feels so right
I'm in heaven, because
You're on the right track.
Anticipating the touch
Of your lips upon mine
That special moment
Is oh, so divine.
Yes. that's what touch is all about
Our eyes meet, as you tell me-
'Kiss me now, or I'll cut your heart out! '

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-Kelly