Touch Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Verse
The time is here to give and feel
Of every new thought that’s going
Sometime a dream feels so unreal
In anything worth there knowing

Refrain
Touch
With your mind and thought
Touch
Anything you shouldn’t or ought
So much to give or make
Feelings are like the air
Strolling along or quite awake
Circling around everywhere

Refrain
Now touch
Because feelings mean everything
Now touch
And let your heart sing
There are so many wandering’s way
Close or too far apart
Every each night and day
That we really don’t know where to start
Touch
Touch
Touch