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TOUCH ME

 
You touch the tips of my fingers
Touch the depths of my soul
Touch my laughter
My sadness
My universe whole
 
You touch my feelings of joy
Touch my deep, dark remorse
Touch my spirit
My being
My life
And its course
 
You touch my senses, emotions
Touch my thoughts
Touch my mind
Touch my memories, illusions
Left so far behind
 
Come, touch the tips of my fingers
Touch the source of delight
Touch my heart and my hand
Touch, if it feels truly right.
 
14/10/99