Contact

Can I just…touch you?

I think that if we made contact,

My skin would stop making goosebumps

Just to be a millimeter closer to you.

It’s like my body will do anything

Just to…touch you.

Maybe you’re the cure to my illness.

Maybe you will bring calm to my storm.

Maybe you are the answer to my question.

Maybe you are the satisfaction to my craving.

Maybe you are just what I need in my time of need.

Maybe you are just you.

Maybe I just need to…touch you.

I’m in a hypnotic trance,

Headed towards you with arms outstretched,

Like a zombie hearing that inaudible call

If I could just…touch you…
Copyright © 2011 Natasha Guy