He Touches Me
A Poem About How a Guy You Like Can Make You Feel
He Touches Me
and every hair on my body
stands on end
He Touches Me
and i can see my life with him
flash before my eyes
He Touches Me
and i can feel my heart
starts to race deep in my chest
He Touches Me
my eyes start to widen
and my mouth starts to twitch
He Touches Me
i can feel my knees
Beginning to buckle beneath me
He Touches Me
i can feel the earth
Shift slightly under my feet
He Touches Me
And i feel like i want to
Run to the top of a mountain
He Touches Me
And i can hear
the fireworks going off in head
He Touches Me
and i feel like
a kid giggling at her first crush
He Touches Me
and the wedding bells
start to chime
You Touch Me
and i want to
be yours till the end of time
About the Creator
Hannah J Myers
31-Writer-Based In Merseyside UK
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