Touch Me

TOUCH ME

I can feel them ...
Your strong, rough hands
As they are about to touch me...
Soon.

The energy is so charged
And we have not even connected
In a physical way...
Yet.

Your desire to look at me
Vulnerable, naked before you
Is greater than my desire to hide..
Myself

I can feel your eyes burn
Into my skin, as I can not look
Into the windows of your soul...
Afraid

Scared of what I will see
What emotion lies there
Anger, aloofness, caring, maybe...
Love

My body shivers, chest heaving...
Awaiting and begging silently
For your touch...
Anticipating

You reach out...
Touching the most intimate part of me
Reaching so deep inside of me
That makes me want you to come...
Closer

My eyes opens...
Searching your face for proof
Evidence of this true union...
Your strokes, my body
Our eyes, our souls

You have passed...
All my defenses,erased all my hurts
Healed my disappointments,
And how do I respond...
Screaming

For joy, in ecstasy,
Craving your caress as you enter me
Inch by inch, day by day
Inside my deepest depths...

My heart.