Touch Poem by Jaycee Wilkerson

I close my eyes and feel
It doesnt matter if its real or fake
The silky tingle sends
My senses through shingles
This makes my body
Want to mingle with fingers
It makes my tounge want to linger
On a body in the inner parts
Soo close to the touch
I can feel the beating heart
Which now I am apart
Just from the slightest touch
Sends butterflies to my guts
These feelings takes over all my thoughts
Well almost all of my thoughts
All but the ones that are about the touch
My minds travels to fingers
So my thoughts are in the touch
My eyes are closed
So that I feel what I should be seeing
I feel so much
It feels like Im seeing
Im soo intuned with the body
It feels like Im cheating
I can feel what the body is wondering
Which is
What are my secrets
Then my fingers try to explain it
I guess they try to teach each it
Which are climaxes
They help you reach It