Please Do Touch

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Please do touch my hand as we drive together in the car.

Please do touch my back as you pass by in the hallway.

Please do touch and expand my mind with your deep and unique thoughts.

Please do touch my soul with your twisted sense of humor.

Please do touch my heart with your loving words.

Please do touch and hold me when I need your support.

Please do touch my face and wipe away my tears my I hurt.

Please do touch me in the wonderful way that you do, forever and always.

HCB



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