Touch Me Not Poem by lalitha iyer

Touch me not
in my depths
for they are skies
that go on and on
and you may not reach
my inner recess stretch
the journey to the heavens
is a going of no ends
its the being
not the ending
but the beggining
is the living
there is no goal
and if you intend
then you fail
no missions to achieve
it is only the slow perceives
the dawn begins at night
every fragment little by little
develops at the darkness
with the aid of stars and moons
morn is born at midnight
that is why they say it right
touch me not, i am thine
your bare touch is a waste
it is a sign of senseless ache
when i am not in my body
but in yours
y touch me and reason forsake.