How Very TouchingA Poem by Gray WitchSome people don't understandI don’t want to be touched.
People look at me funny when
I shy away from those relatives with their
arms outstretched or acquaintances that
lean in to peck my cheek.
My body language screams, “Stay away.” “Leave me be”. “Keep your body to
yourself.”
Smile if you wish. I will return a smile, I’m
not a curmudgeon but don’t invade my personal
space. If you do, my soul will curl
up in a ball roll under the couch, chair,
table or retreat out the nearest door.
Can’t you feel it? I can’t change it. © 2012 Gray WitchReviews
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Added on December 8, 2012Last Updated on December 8, 2012 AuthorGray Witch...Meanwhile back in Canada...near Niagara Falls, Ontario.............. (<-------------¯_(ツ)_/¯ wavin'), CanadaAboutMs Daniels, (AKA - GrayWitch) is an Environmental and Social Activist, Communications Consultant to local and provincial governments, and former Nurse. She has studied Sociology, Criminology and Devia.. more..Writing
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