Touch

I try to get away
but his touch makes me stay
i crave his attention
every fiber calls out for me to caress his skin
all things seem forbidden
especially a kiss that shouldn't have happened
i wish to run
and yet i stay, for fear I'll never see his face again
often i wish to go back
back before the pain of falling from his grace
i wish i had never come to this place
then i see him and hear his voice
with that all hope vanishes
hope of being free i wish i could see the day
when all theses tears dry and fade away