A Gentle Touch
When you touch me, I can say it's you
Even if my eyes are closed.
For your palms are like text books
That I've read so many times over,
And so they appear so familiar.
When your breath falls on my back,
I can say it's you, without turning around,
For my back has known no other warmth.
All know a soft touch gives goosebumps,
Who knows a silent breath too can do that?
When we hold each other lip locked,
Our tongues do the talking and explore
Like an adventurer to an unknown land.
No force can open your closed eye lids,
Until the tongue talking is over.
A gentle touch, yes a gentle touch!
Can spark two bodies afire.
Neither wants it to remain gentle,
As they want to explode in unison,
And gently cool like an extinguishing fire.
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04 July 2013
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