Date: Thu, 06 Feb 2003 09:00:46 -0500
From: jon song <jonsong@hotmail.com>
Subject: TOUCH ME

The following is a poem i worte last summer while i was traveling on the
Blue Ridge Parkway in Virginia and realized that i had a bad case of "skin
hunger"  ... It contain erotic descriptions and thoughts of two males
together - if this offends you then please do not read any further.


Touch me with your fingers
Touch me with your hands
... just touch me ...

My skin is screaming for your touch
It's rawness is exposed to the elements and
The winds of time are raw
My nerves are exposed and screaming for a new life.

Touch me with your fingers
Touch me with your hands
... just touch me ...

Lay your body upon my soul and
Cover my skin with your touch.
Trace your finger tips around my map and
Find the roadway into my depths
Search those inner and outer spots and
Feed that hunger that is with-in.

Touch me with your fingers
Touch me with your hands
... just touch me ...

Lay me on my back and unwrap
The clothing of time that is hiding my soul
Lay me open to the nakedness of my life and
As I lay here exposed to the elements of time
Please, now please, touch me.

Touch me with your fingers
Touch me with your hands
... just touch me ...

Start at my head and
Trace your fingers around my face
Find my beauty and bring back my smile, just touch me
Move down my body and search for my soul and
Find those spots that send rapture up my spine
Touch those spots and tickle my brain.



Touch me with your fingers
Touch me with your hands
... just touch me ...

Continue your journey over my roadway and
Arouse my sex from deep with-in my soul
Awaken the inner depths of it's passion and
Find the beauty of the life with-in
Let it erupt it's glory upon my skin and
Spread it's silkiness and feed my skin.

Touch me with your fingers
Touch me with your hands
... just touch me ...

Now turn me over and expose those mounds and
Trace that spine on its downward journey
Until you reach the beauty of those mountains
Grab hold with both hands and
Massage the depths of its beauty
Now open the valley and continue on the pathway
To the inner parts of my soul.

Touch me with your fingers
Touch me with your hands
... just touch me ...

Now down my legs and reach my toes
Then around and upward
Always searching and
Always feeding that hunger that I have
Feel my sex, touch its beauty, sense its calmness
As you give it new life with your touch of love.

Touch me with your fingers
Touch me with your hands
... just touch me ...


I would appreciate you comments - please send to < jonsong@hotmail.com >