Touch Poems - Poems about Touch

touch grass go out into nature...

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Topic 1 What Makes You Feel your tender touch, gentle fingers gliding the length of my body ...

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Ardor abated Bodies both Collapse Damp Erotic Fulfillment Gains giddy High Intense Kiss keepers Lingering Melting moves Nestle Narvana Optimal Passionate Release Sated Touch Unleashes Verve vapor Whispers wanting Xanadu Zees ...

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The dryer spins noisily Old flannel revitalized Threadbare memories Warmly awaiting Life’s familiar touch ...

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Sometimes now then I feel a touch, Of one I have betrayed and cussed, At first I truly loved him much, But when going got rough I sold my soul, Of wishing for an older role, Before I fought the fight of faith, And started running repentance race, Sometimes now and then I feel a touch, Of one who I have hated much, But...

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The fire crackles—I take the heat, but my hands pass through my frozen skin. ...

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. mountain or mole my dukes and theirn ...

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“The Scorpion’s Touch” Under glass the sound cuts out sharp just like under water and we run out of breath like insects running around frantically out of time we are magnified in our tight enclosures internally observed the external turns away two heart beats in the one a new view of an old star as if the Sun too bright like time could burn a...

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In the river of life, each drop carries a touch of magic, a hidden secret, Yet in its flow, it merges into a majestic and ancient song, Thus are our lives, solitary stars shining in the night, But together we form constellations, a story written on the infinite sky. Like a shard of light dancing in the first rays...

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"Four Days" Four days bathed in golden light, Held so soft, yet held so tight. You cared for me in ways so rare, With quiet hands and tender stare. You fed my soul, you warmed my skin, A gentle touch, a love within. Cooking, laughing, easing time, Each moment...

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the mountains groaned, repulsed by the distant grumble of thunder’s rough voice rising on the edges of the dark stirring the distant gaze of a still twilight flooded with shadows, hasty halos remembering what comes, after the storm the gentle pelting, pretty droplets erasing the murmur of leaves, dancing crisp as the shadows, forever trembling a certain power beneath the streams pouring out their feelings,...

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The mountain stretched beyond the sky, where rivers carved and clouds ran high. Side by side, we found our way, through golden light and fleeting day. The wind wove secrets through her hair, wild and free, beyond compare. A lioness in quiet grace, with fire and softness on...

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A story I came across recently. Hail to Petula Clark…. Petula’s Touch She was a singer of some renown Downtown and My love was her popular sound And on 2 April 1968 she was still top Renown in the world as an actress she had the lot Harry Belafonte was a black singer and actor When appearing with white women it...

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I've been listening to your eyes And tasted ecstasy I've been glancing at your skin And smelled zest I've been feeling your tongue And heard fragrance I've been savoring your nose And saw melody I've been breathing into your ear And felt elegance...

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If I wouldn’t touch that with a ten-foot pole, why would I touch it with any other length pole? ...

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