Light Touches

It's the light touches that set me off,

Like a butterflies wings fluttering soft.

Touching my life searing into my soul,

Your touch erases my hearts control.

Just a kiss to start a flame to build

You touched the part I swore to never yield.

And in the night you turn to me,

Forever reaching in my dreams.

Each dawn as the sun touches the dew covered ground,

I wonder if you will ever be found.

Each night dreams of you invade my sleep,

And I know we only touch in dreams.

Kissing, touching, holding, at last a good bye,

But I know I'll see you in my dreams tonight.

© Cynthia Clark