Touch- not always noticed
A brush here, a tap there
Nothing deep, nothing *****.
But enough to think 'Honestly?'

I love touch,
I'm a touchy person,
I love the way you 'accidently' bump
Into me while walking the hall.
It reminds me I'm alive.

I've been Invisible for so long,
I need to be reminded I'm alive.
I've been asleep for so long,
I have to be told I am awake.

Touch- not always noticed
Not always meant.
But every touch is worth so much
Pointed or none, its there...
So touch me please, I'm begging here.

Bust past me, and touch my shoulder,
Tap me and claim not guilty,
Hug, high five or kiss and pet me,
I'll love the touch to the fullest...
But please...don't hold my hand,
Its one thing you'll learn to regret.