April 18, 2006
The touch of your hand on my face
Makes me wanna close my eyes
I feel the warmth of your brace
Just like that of a sunrise.
Your hand on the arch of my back
Gives my body a flawless form
I now feel that I nothing lack
Possessing the purity of a newborn.
The outline of your shoulders is like art
The drop of your eyes contain the ocean
You care with an unconditional heart
Giving love a whole new notion.
You bring out a certain vulnerability
That only you and I share
You have taught me how to feel and see
By touching my skin that is now bare.