A Gentle TouchA Poem by ronA Gentle Touch
A hand reaches out in the darkness to touch me, To let me know someone is there.
Soft whispers unheard, A gentle caress makes me flinch.
I am not ready for such things, I don’t know how to feel.
I long to be shown what true love and passion feels like. But I am kept in this dark place by my own fears.
Silently my tears flow, burning my cheeks, The salty warmth is my only solace. © 2013 ronReviews
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4 Reviews Added on November 7, 2013 Last Updated on November 7, 2013 AuthorronImperial, CAAboutI have been writing on and off or more years than i care to remember. I started writing poetry, than i started a novel (still in the works), now I'm writing a six part short story erotic.. more..Writing
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