Touch Me

You touch me and the entire world is still.
The silence that your touch does bring
is like a magic pill.

You touch me and I still feel the thrill.
The feeling your touch does bring
takes away my chill.

The times you've touched me I remember well.
The soothing calmness that it gave
created love's sweet spell
that mystifies and beautifies
everything you are.

So every time you touch me
there is silence in my heart.
There's nothing in this world as sweet
that can play its part
like your touch.
So touch me.

poem by Edwina Reizer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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