Thought, Writing

He Touches Me

Maybe he knows,
maybe he doesn’t but,
he touches me.
He touches me,
without actually touching
me.

The way he looks at me,
touches me.
His words have a way
of,
touching me.
The way he says my
name,
touches me.
The way that he listens to
me,
touches me.
He just has a way
of,
touching me.

Maybe he knows,
maybe he doesn’t but,
he touches me, without
touching me.

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