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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