Touch Me Poem by Maggie DeMay

A tingle starts
with a touch
hands soft on my skin
touching, teasing
awakening
things thought long dead
Taste and touch
smell and feel
soft and tender
hard and strong
all come together
cries in the night
joy and love
longing and oblivian
pain washed away
with a caress
flick of tongue
touch of lips
hands touching
tonge tasting
bodies joining
the eternal dance
of life and death
gentle lover
in the night
touch me