The touch that sent
Ripples through me
Was it an accident
Or was it meant to be
A wordless expression
Of love so profound
That simmering passion
Had an outlet found…
The touch that sent me
In the throes of torment
All by myself and silently
I tried to decipher what it had meant
Was it a guileless gesture?
While lovesick and dazed
I tried to treasure
The touch that had left me amazed.
With my heart I can swear
That this physical contact
My soul it did tear
It left nothing of me intact
The fire that this touch ignited
Burnt with a fierce intensity
The passion that this touch had incited
Threatened to destroy my sanity.
Then, at the peak of my yearning
Relief and succour came to me
You answered the question burning
Declaring your love so elegantly.
Years later, I still crave
The touch that started it all
Ardent memories I have saved
Of that mutual encounter so small.
