Touch of Love
My heart skips as I remember your touch ,
Blood flows to my forehead for a while ,
Your soft whispers are not that far as such ,
As I fall in trance and peep in my file .
The passion is so strong like in the past
Eruption of affection blown sky high ,
Which makes my pulse to start running so fast,
Your prolong absence and space make me cry.
Breath from your nostrils burns with great desire,
Making sensations move at faster rate ,
Which set my body fluids and bones on fire,
I look bemused like sheep in confused state .
Touch of your love takes me to wonder land,
As I jerk back with your picture in hand .
1-30-2017
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