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Touch

I yearn less for you to touch my skin,

and more for you to touch my heart.

Because I must admit,

it was your soul that drew me in.

 

And while I wouldn’t mind,

being wrapped up in your arms.

Perhaps I could be wrapped up in your heart.

 

◄ Starting Point

Sitting in the Stream of Consciousness ►

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Mon 11th Dec 2017 20:10

A lovely thought well expressed.

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Artur Hulboj

Sun 10th Dec 2017 20:11

Beautiful ?

<Deleted User> (18474)

Sat 9th Dec 2017 22:13

Really resonated with me this poem. Thank you. Beno.

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