Touch
A soft touch which solidifies my courage, "I am there, don't worry", The touch has a hidden message It calms my heart palpitating, Comforts my anxious mind wondering, "It is okay, everything will be fine" Simple touch making the darkness shine. It is not my fault, I am wired that way, Mom's lap was once my only stay In dad's arms, I passed the whole day It's only the touch I know, someone is there To protect me, to love me, to make my hardships go away. But growing up has snatched that liberty, Parents, now replaced with spouse but with same ability, Now, being cuddled, my "stress" loses its visibility, Unlike childhood, this may last for a little longer, Before I embraced my toddler's hand, a touch with heaven's similarity. Time flies, but the longing for a touch still remains, I want that love, but my melting skin, refrains, To play with my grand-children, hold their hands, Worried if they dislike my hugs and kisses, adding to the...