Touch

    Touch me

                     as I touch you

My lips to your lobes,

     My hands to your hips

          My eyes to your heart

To trace my breath on the purity of your neck

     To draw with my fingers the curves of your breasts

          To come hips to hips in steady breathless rhythm

 To fill the voids both inside and out

     To caress the need with the fingers of hunger and joy

           To find pleasure in the sharing of all that we have and are

                                      To be in and out of each other without end

   To touch you

     As you touch me 

                              Touch