YOUR TOUCH

Your Touch

I would retreat from love a soul content

if I could only feel but once your touch

and for desire would I ever lament

if removed from passion’s fiery clutch.

The merest brush of moth flutter wings

0r the slight vapid kiss of morning dew

 the Nightingale’s breath as twilight sings

are all much more than I seek from you.

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