Touch me...
In secret places no one has reached before.
In silent places where words only interfere.
In sad places where only whispering makes sense.
Touch me...
In the morning when the night still clings.
At midday when confusion crowds upon me. At twilight, as I begin again to know who
I am, In the evening when
I see you and
I hear you...
best of all.
Touch me...
Like a child
who will never have enough love, For I am
a person who wants to be lost in your arms,
An individual who has known pain to love,
An adult who is strong enough to give.
Touch me...
In crowds, when a single look says everything,
In solitude when it's too dark to even look,
In absence when I reach for you through time and miles.
Touch me...
When I ask,
When I'm afraid to ask.
Touch me...
With your lips,
Your hands,
Your presence in the room.
Touch me...
Gently, for I am fragile,
Firmly, for I am strong,
Often, for I am alone.
