Soft Touch

As I sit and begin to wonder,
If we will ever meet,
It would be a dream come true,
Something so very sweet,

Will we ever get that moment,
Just to speak face to face,
Its seems such a rare thing,
Just to find a quite place,

The day will come,
When we see each other,
Have a laugh or two,
Nor go to another,

Time seems so slow,
But it doesn't bother me much,
I’ll keep thinking about you,
And dreaming of you soft touch.

Dedicated to Nat.

©Samantha Jayne Reed
Wrote on June 4th, 2005