to touch

141 10 1
                                    

my hands on your warm skin
my fingers through your hair
our hearts in synchronicity

your heavenly body
hair of silk-coated curls
eyes of two hazel planets
skin of the purest, fresh rain
your slightly callused hands
and the smooth bones inside

i crave the touch
i long to hold
i hope you'll stay a while

a collection of poemsWhere stories live. Discover now