Ripples of written words upon the page
I feel, I touch, I stroke each word.
     Warped paper feels like my skin.
Fingertips sensing everything
           Everything comes alive again
Feel the paper, ripples wild
                      Warped lines
Playful child
       Touch the paper, silly fingertip sin
Feel it touch it stroke it soft
   Touch every ripple and singing spot
             I touch I play and feel the words
I cannot get my mind off of you
    Even a piece of paper reminds me what I have done with you~