Kelly Seale

Rookie (12-17-1958 / Norfolk, Va. USA)

'Touch' - Poem by Kelly Seale

The human touch-
Flesh against flesh
Skin against skin
I crave it so much
Where do I brgin.
My fingers trace-
The shape of your lips
The outline of your face
They gently caress
Your favorite place-
The back of your neck
Where passion lives
It awakens your soul
oh, the pleasure it gives.
It quickens your heartbeat
And shortens your breath
Without your touch I'm afraid
I'd withdraw into myself
And enter the throes of death.

You take my hand in yours
You smile and laugh
As we walk and talk.
You hold me tight
And whisper 'I love you! '
You playfully give me a bite.
Your fingers expertly roam
The familar contours of my back.
Yes, that's it, that feels so right
I'm in heaven, because
You're on the right track.
Anticipating the touch
Of your lips upon mine
That special moment
Is oh, so devine.
Yes. that's what touch is all about
Our eyes meet, as you tell me-
'Kiss me now, or I'll cut your heart out! '

Poet's Notes about The Poem

One of our most basic needs; from the time of conception, to birth, from our childhood, throughout our entire adult lives, and yes, even in death...Is touch.
The need is so strong, so omnipresent, that without it, we would surely die.

Through my writing, with words that sometimes seem like magic, I attempt to touch.

I invite you; the reader, to experience life and love, death and tragedy, suspense and excitement, humor and sadness, through my eyes, my heart, my soul...

-To feel my touch.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 31, 2012

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