Touch You There

Touch You There If I touched you where I want to I would not hold your hand. As we walked on a beach somewhere with our toes stuck in the sand. I would not run my fingers soft and gentle through your hair. At least not until right after I've already touched you there. I would not consider putting my mouth against your lips. Or wrap my arms around you with my hands holding your hips. Although these are fine things I hope to someday share. If I can't touch what I want I won't touch you anywhere. I will not rub your shoulders or your neck or your back too. Until you look me in the eyes while I touch that part of you. I'll know when it happens we both will feel it start. Just looking at each other when you let me touch your heart. Edwin C Hofert