Thoughts Of A Touch
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‘Keep in touch' - he said, before parting.
He didn't hold her hand, didn't embrace,
Just gave an innocent smile,
And a warm look in his sparkling eyes.
That was enough to make her want
To hear those words once more,
Once even more, and again and again
And connect with him, not merely by words.
Just those three words melted her heart
Lying in bed she dreamt of him, half asleep.
A touch was all she fancied in her thoughts
A touch was all she wanted all over her.
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03 January 2019
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