Touch me now.

I will not let you

leave me alone

beneath this barricade of white sheets.

I am a prisoner

to the gold that freckles your eyes.

I owe my sleepless nights

to your heat, your scent, your taste,

that summons my neck hairs to stand to attention.

From your canyon voice

I will forget nothing about you.

Your touch will sit with me forever;

I am not afraid.

No longer can I say that

I am not in love.

 

I am not in love.

No longer can I say that

I am not afraid.

Your touch will sit with me forever.

I will forget nothing about you;

from your canyon voice

that summons my neck hair to stand to attention,

to your heat, your scent, your taste.

I owe my sleepless nights

to the gold that freckles your eyes.

I am a prisoner

beneath these layers of white sheets.

Leave me alone!

I will not let you

touch me now.