Entry No. 15 : Warmth of Touch

As I was running my finger on my skin
Feeling the sensation that isn’t my kin
The warmth of touch
Is tough to understand much
The touch of love and blessing
Can heal your wounds
Or the Mental scar that were sealed
The touch of hug
When done right it doesn’t bug
The touch we don’t feel on daily
Laughing and touching his shoulders, silly
The indication of touch
The instinct of body sensitive to someone’s touch
Anger boiled as a Stranger encroached my space
I was angry and it showed on my face
But he didn’t back off all right
And my vengeance came out with all might
The touch, left me disgusted
As I let go of the inhibition
Standing under a warm shower
As the water fills me with power
As I curl up in a blanket
All the stress end it
The perception of my own fragrance
The love and warmth of patience
Running the fingers to feel
The sensation of my skin

Kanikaa Gupta

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