The Magic of Touch

When I first met you I couldn’t resist touching your face Or you touching mine Or running my fingers through your hair It was devine During our time together It was a form of heaven A form of true bliss Total happiness When you left I missed that Like being withdrawn From a wondrous drug Things felt hollow Empty I missed your touch Or to be able to touch you Now decades later We are together I can reach out To touch you Or you can touch me It’s like being delivered Back to heaven I never want to leave