Your Touch

 Your Touch 

 

Your touch is what I need, to feel your hands on my skin, the caress of your thumb on my face. 

I need to feel the warmth of your skin against mine, quieting my mind, giving me a break from the mess inside my head. 

Your touch is like magic, stopping time, making everything go at our pace. 

Saying more than words ever could, your touch is amazing; in and out of bed. 

 

Your touch is just one of my favorite things about you, but it was my first. 

That very first night we met, and you caressed my face and held my cold hands. 

Your touch made my heart melt and made me feel a true tenderness, so being without it is the worst. 

To think it was your touch that was my first favorite thing, it trumped your arms like Dom’s and the fact that you have your own band! 

 

Your touch is what reminds me of the love we have, even when there is time, distance and your stubbornness keeping up apart. 

Your touch and your soul deep eyes tell me of your love even when you to try to hide it behind your ego. 

Your touch reminds me that there is something real between us and that’s why you have my heart. 

It may be hard for us, and we are far from home plate, but your touch doesn’t lie, and we started this dance almost a year ago! 

-Angela Stull