Warmth of his Touch

by d4tGurL   Aug 17, 2005


The warmth has left my fingers
Cold and numb as can be
The bumps appear on my skin
Teeth chattering

My body starts to shake
As this chill reaches my spine
Shivering i wonder
Where is this heat of mine

My attention should be drawn
To a simple screen
Instead i sit here waiting
For a brilliant sun beam

Then the warmth comes back again
With a unique touch
A smile forms upon my face
I love this man so much

Though he didnt say it
Its obvious to see
While we watched the movie
He gave his warmth to me

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