I remember the first time we met.
That was the first time you and I touched each other,
more like in a friendly manner,
when you shook my hand and I shook yours too.
You smiled,
and so did I,
and we both went separate ways to our homes,
where in my house I tried to feel the warmth of your hand in mine,
I began to touch my cheeks pretending it was you brushing your warm hands against them.

There's this vital importance of touch that we sometimes as being don't notice well,
but those who do,
can tell you that it brings both lovers closer to each other especially once both hearts have melted together like super glue.
there'also that mystery of touch when it comes to intimacy,
especially between me and him.
its both a wonderful and beautiful experience,
to please the one you love both in soul, heart and body.