Touch

How do I forget your touch
Ah! that touch, heavenly
a touch thats deft, soft
a hint of wetness it had
and dry for anyone to see
yes, touch of yours lips
before the breath hits me
i feel that gush inside
knowing that you are near
I feel the touch around
for there couldn't be anyone
with a touch as loving.

How do I remember a touch
Is that touch still yours
So cold, so distant, dead
touch of stranger brushing
one for which no one cares
where you glance and move
no one stops to hear, talk
and walk away from there
just move-on, ahead in life
as if we never met, touched
for i have seen many touches
but none as cold as yours.