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Seductive Poetry Jan 2021
Touch me with your hands. Your hand lightly placed on my arm as you giggle at my silly jokes. Your arm wrapped around mine as we walk under the moonlight. Your hand placed on my shoulder gripping it tightly as we kiss under the stars. Your hand interlaced in mine as we sit and share the day. 

Touch me with your heart. Love me through my darkness and add your light to mine so we shine brighter together. Heal me with your presence when life wounds me. Reflect all the love I give to you back to me and I will do the same to you.

Touch me with your body. Wrap yourself around me so we create the warmest, comfiest knot in the world. Wrap yourself around me as we become one and burn in a passionate blaze all through the night. Rest you head on my chest as we drift off to a deep slumber.

Touch me with your soul. Open yourself up and show me the deepest, darkest and most intimate parts of you. Open your soul so that mine can seek refuge in its light. Bear yourself to me, vulnerable and trusting and I vow to do the same.

Touch me with all of you. Touch me with your hands. Touch me with your heart. Touch me with your body. Touch me with your soul. Touch me until I can feel you in every part of me, in every part of my being. Touch me with all that you are and I will return the favor.

© Seductive Poetry
Samantha Nov 2018
Just a touch
Sends a ripple
Of feels
Through my body
Each touch
Is a raindrop
and small
It affects
Each nerve
Every end
Of my being
That sweet
Sweet shiver
I feel it
Each touch
Take a moment to appreciate the little moments when that special person in your life will change you with just...a...touch.
Iris Madden Feb 2017
our time together today
makes me want
to write pretty poems
and sweet nothings,
doodle initials inside hearts
all over classwork
and notebook covers,
but I can't focus
cannot concentrate enough,
For every time you laughed today
every time you made me smile
every time I caught you staring
every. single. time
you touched me
runs and replays
through my mind
and blocks out
my concentration on anything else
but you,
but us...
and suddenly I didn't have to make up scenarios in my head, because my memories of today's reality were so much better... (poem written 2.11.17)

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