Put your arms around me.
Hug me tight.
So I know
That I’m all right.
I want so little
Yet crave so much
To know the feeling
Of a touch.
So much bottled up inside.
Things I thought that I could hide.
To feel your arms encircle me
Allows these feelings to be free.
To live without a physical connection-
A life without any affection,
Is not the life I want to live.
I want to love, I want to give.
We touch each other in many ways
Throughout the hours of our days.
But I want to feel
A touch that’s real.
I want the heat
from head to feet.
I want to feel my body glow
When you touch me soft and slow.
To feel your breath behind my ear
Will take away the niggling fear
That I am me and only one
And my time for touching is now done.
Copyright 2019 Ellen Jill Clark