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A Touch Unfelt…

My yearning grows stronger and stronger,
Each day for your voice and your touch.
Never before I wanted anyone in my life,
That badly as you I must say…
You are always in my waking thought,
And a man of my dreams every night.
As the morning shadows my face,
I do not want to open my eyes losing your trace.
A little hope I always keep thinking it is not time yet,
I know when we meet and feel our touch,
You will see that you never had such a touch unfelt…


© 2012 Pimmi Nag