Touch

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    Touch
    Your touch I desire
    Your love I demand
    Your heart you offer
    Your soul I am awarded
    My love grows deep
    It hungers for every taste
    Demanding to be fed again
    I offer my touch
    I offer my love
    You take my heart
    I lose my soul
    Sealing love
    Eternity

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    StormWolf’s Poems (7)

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