Your Touch

Please,

Let your fingers,

Rest gently

On mine.

Let the electricity flow,

Taking us to places

No one else can know.

Smile at me,

Beguile me,

So that I shall know

Which path to take.

Please,

Let my fingers

Linger in your hair,

So you may know,

I care for you.

Kiss me please,

So I may rest,

And wake refreshed.

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Owain Glyn

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