Loss
How I long to touch you
And give myself to you once more
Touch me
Come, take my hand
Let’s be very gentle
And take care…
Our hearts are made of glass
Stroke my hair
and watch my eyes dissolve
Let me trace your face with fingertips
And kiss your soft eyes
Lay your head on my breast
And “come home”
If we could touch
Just once more
I could live
Again.