Touch Me
Touch me again,
Like you did then when I least expected.
Gently let your hand slide round me,
Draw me close.
Lovingly
the way you once drew her.
I'm not ashamed
of taking someone else's place.
Don't be afraid
of taking his.
There have been others
in my life too.
I'm not a child
new to love's embrace.
I'm me
more human than I want to be
And in love with you
the man who makes me a woman.
A woman knows love when it comes
What takes a man so long?
Copyright © Dm Babbit | Year Posted 2015
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