Tuesday, March 10, 2009

he touched me

"He touched me and suddenly nothing is the same."

An accidental hand brush
The brief caress of skin
And I am left dazed

I have to touch him again
For touching him is like breathing air
Necessary

His hand was like a jolt of electricity
How can an instant of contact do so much?
Sets my skin on fire
Sends my heart racing
Clears my mind
Elevates my soul

I can't imagine what his kiss would do
But I can find out...

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