One touch of her finger
with my bare skin,
made thousands of stars shine,
I was carrying within.
Touch
Published
The call never came
The call never came
One touch of her finger
with my bare skin,
made thousands of stars shine,
I was carrying within.
Wait For Your Call 
I love how your poetry evokes so much..always carrying feeling and emotion. One of few best I’ve read here on WordPress! Thank you for sharing your work (heart).
Thank you so much if you really feel like that. I am neither a poet nor a writer, i just created this blog to express my heart and touch few lives, if I can. I’m very happy if these words mean something to you. Blessings.