What is the measure of a soft touch?

Moi-Cherie Poems

What is the measure of a soft touch & one you want so very much? It's a satellite orbiting my skin sanding out the flaws, buffing it to perfection, helping with our direction a sugary confection, It's whatever you say it is, In a **** deep voice against a feeling bone, one who's so accident prone taking all seeds I've sewn oh those winds have blown, and its when I'm alive It's how we thrive like when an orchid blooms adapting to the core changes, the smell of that perfume, an intoxicating waif a drowning plume, standing strong where I belong, in the shining summer sun a tantalizing sweet & such a lovely treat, unrequited & uninvited haunting & wanting in a ghost town, where you take care of needs measured in your helpful deeds, those rugged hands are taunting, & in those selfless demands I feel a fire please take me higher I'm begging & on my knees oh hear my pleas I burn here in desire, Yes I'd give in It's not committing sin I'd tell myself, as a love strong door opens, & we begin. Cherie Nolan © 2016