Your Touch Is …


Lukewarm.

Not too hot and not too cold.

Your touch gives me the chills and shivers.

Your touch gives me the warmness and coziness.

At the same time.

Your touch makes me obsessed, addicted.

Your touch makes me helpless, fragile.

Your touch makes me alive again, again.

At the same time.

Not too hot to burn me alive

Not too cold to freeze me alive

Just temperature right, enough

To keep my heart racing, my cheeks blushing, my lips wet

Goosebumps everywhere

Your touch is what I need right now, every day.