Touching and Touched

For so long touching you was only a dream, a fanciful notion, one far removed from ever being realized. After two decades I'd given up hope of touching you in any way, on your heart or your body. Over the last two years I was finally able to touch you everywhere, in your mind, soul, heart and body. All the touching was everything I ever dreamed it would be, dying a little between each time. I would die again to touch you now. For some time you also wanted to touch me and you did. Being touched by you was another dream come true. For this man was a boy when he first wanted to be touched by you, then a girl. We've grown up since then. We recently grew together and touched each other for a time, now we've grown apart again. My touching you and being touched by you, was able to heal all the wounds in my heart. But now you've left fast as a flash of lightning and only God will touch me now, heal my new hurts and give me the strength to continue on in this life.