Touch
What a feat it is
Longing to be held.
Not just by anyone,
But that special someone.
For touch between friends
Is truly lovely.
But nothing compares
To the touch
Between two souls
Who have chosen
Each other.
So find me,
Hold me
Love me.
And don't let me go.
Choose me
Over everyone.
Copyright © Micheala Ruth September | Year Posted 2023
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