uum@minn-ua.UUCP (Unix Users Minnesota mail login) (11/26/83)
Touch Me Touch me--in secret places no one has reached before, in silent places where words only interfere, in sad places where only whispering makes sense. Touch me--in the morning when night still clings, at midday when confusion crowds upon me, at twilight as I begin again to know who I am, in the evening when I see you and I hear you--best of all. Touch me--like a child who will never have enough love for I am a girl who wants to be lost in your arms, a woman who has known enough pain to love, a mother who sometimes is strong enough to give. Touch me--in crowds when a single look says everything, in solitude when it's too dark to even look, in absence when I reach for you through time and miles. Touch me--when I ask, when I'm afraid to ask. Touch me--with your lips, your hands, your words, your presence in the room. Touch me--gently for I am fragile, firmly for I am strong--often for I am alone. Unknown, Ohio Mensa, Toledo Ohio Mensa, D. Crayne, Ed. Dec 73 shared by Carolyn Downey minn-ua!umn-cs!fargovax!downey