His Touch
Its sweet and tricky cushioned with compassion
Faded with dense affection
You sleep in a massage
compressed with love
His touch is smooth you swear you are inlove, and its nice
Little do you know
The touch can turn to ice
Freezing as snow
A Touch so dry and warm at the same time
Its like a test of a season you mostly
Like
To stay throbbing in ice and cold
Or dance in the sun and be bold
Its your choice at the end you know?
To choose the touch you want to feel and know
Be it the one that makes you cry in closet
When its dark
Or the one that makes you feel closest
To finishing an ark
The one which will provide you safety to bounce
Let it be the one that makes you see stars during a random boring night
His touch should be relief to the constant pain of life
Not addition to the carved scars
Of an intended knife
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