Touch Me
Make me feel real again
Reach inside my soul
And see who I am
Touch Me
Feel the rough skin
That hides the soft inner core
Pull out what is bad
And replace it with you
Touch Me
With the soft wood smoke
And let the mist
Race around my head
Touch Me
For who I really am
Touch Me
Make me remember you
Touch Me
And let it sink through
YOU ARE READING
Fade
PoetryWe're all just fading away... drifting apart... never to see each other as a whole...