It's the light touches that set me off,
Like a butterflies wings fluttering soft.
Touching my life searing into my soul,
Your touch erases my hearts control.
Just a kiss to start a flame to build
You touched the part I swore to never yield.
And in the night you turn to me,
Forever reaching in my dreams.
Each dawn as the sun touches the dew covered ground,
I wonder if you will ever be found.
Each night dreams of you invade my sleep,
And I know we only touch in dreams.
Kissing, touching, holding, at last a good bye,
But I know I'll see you in my dreams tonight.
© Cynthia Clark