Touch Me
Touch me in that world between worlds
where I'm no longer dreaming, still not quite awake.
Caress me slowly, my darling,
provoking the sighs that you love to hear me make.
Touch me in those special places
that only you and I are aware of.
Tenderly stroke my dewy skin.
Play my body as the instrument of your love.
Touch me with your fingers, lips, and tongue.
Raise the veil. Draw me from that world between worlds.
Wake me gently with your desire.
I want to feel fingers touch, lips kiss, and our tongues swirl.
Touch me on that intimate spot.
Wrap your legs and arms around me, pull me slowly in.
Come with me, over the edge,
to that place where fantasy ends and we begin.
Copyright © Ron VanHooser | Year Posted 2025
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