Ruby Honeytip (1970)
A Woman's Touch
You say my name.
Your deep voice slides through me,
And lands in my swollen depths.
You mean something to me.
My yearning for your love,
Opens a warm universe in me,
A testimony to the depth of my feeling for you.
I would enfold every part of you in my healing warmth,
I would make you see the other side,
Of all you have known.
And the light of loves understanding,
Would shine from you.
You would emerge from inside me,
A new man.
Strong, impervious to all,
But this woman's touch.
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