The First Touch
- AlaN
- Oct 24, 2017
- 1 min read
Shivering through my veins the blood drifted slowly
Eyes were sore as that of mother holding her new born child closely
Tempted for years for this dream to come true
Alas it came true when you had my eyes locked over you
I remember the first touch..
Like the soothing flow of water
Like the drop of first rain shower
Like the hold of new born child
Like the warmth of love which is blind
Like the early morning light
Like the angel's caring sight
Like the chilly blowing wind
Like the unknown hint
The touch so desperate and keen..
The touch from within..
The touch made by thee
The first touch of you and me..
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