Poetry by M-A-N
Poetry by M-A-N
Apr 1, 2014

I long to Touch you
I close my eyes and feel
What is a touch?
Is it a feeling that's real?
Unless we hold each other forever in time
A touch becomes a memory that is left behind
Some we hold onto
Some we destroy
A tingle in the mind
A moment of joy
Is intimacy our purpose?
Through life we all rush
Holding onto to emotions we can never touch...

M.A.N 4-1-14
#love   #m-a-n   #emotions   #touch   #intimacy  
 
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