Longing for touch.

touch

Touch;
The addiction to the physical,
Has created a society chronic with numbness,
Violence and sex,
Band aids for amputated souls.

I long for recollection,
A reconnection to the essence of me,
The warmth of womb,
Pulsating fluid against every pore,
Heavenly bathe, in the lather of love,
Where touch was drowning in gestation fluid,
Before I was robbed and given birth to.
-W.E.

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