Just a touch

It was just a touch
A slight flicker of hand
But what I felt at that moment,
No one would ever understand.
My whole body erupted,
jolted with electricity.
My walls came breaking down,
her simple touch felt like an army.
My breathing got laboured,
my stomach filled with bulls running amok.
Yet everything felt perfect.
We didn’t have to talk.
As I laced my fingers through hers,
the world seems right again,
if only for this moment.

22 thoughts on “Just a touch”

  1. Very vivid picture you have painted here with your words. The touch of a lover, the embrace of a parent, the sweet kisses of a child can make so many emotions run through us.

  2. Very lovely. As I grow older, I realize just how important touch is. It is not just for the romantics but for just every day connections. The elderly especially love when you reach out and touch them and show that you care.

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