Touch Me
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Soul cries out, ‘touch me’
yet do we, do we
or are we too lost,
our heart turned to frost?
Moments of silence
sans thought violence
is when we entwine
with bliss beats divine.
Let thoughts be distilled
by our heart, love filled,
that every emote
springs from God’s bliss boat.
Soul cries out, ‘touch me’
that melded we be,
in bliss nectar’s flow,
here and now aglow!
22-August-2022
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2022
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