Your caring touch

Your caring touch

At times your caring touch soothes me
Bringing me a warm bliss that I chase after
A  light that glows orange 
A feeling of warm sunshine that I don’t want to remove from my face, from my arm, from my lips.
Your careful touch wakes me softly to the reminder that you are beside me
Its there just within reach like a lamp ready to be switched on 
a light that dimly shines on us 
on me 
on you 

Then there are times when your careful touch burns me
It heats me up like a million suns
As if our souls are too close to each other to be safe
Reaching through each others skin causing a friction that incites our bodies to move as our souls wish to be
My heart thumps as the blood rushes through me as if your touch was the way that opened all the doors I usually shut.
 It was the scent that released me from the prison I had made and the vision I sought after
Still we cover ourselves as if to protect the flame that dances between us 
We watch the sparks and fire rise and the loneliness vanish as our souls dance

However there are days when your caring touch is cold
On days like these I am not sure if it is I who has receded to far in myself to see the truth or if you who are to withdrawn in yourself 
Am I the cause or are you.
Or maybe it’s just the wind that blows today, begging us to come closer
We are in reach of each other but the ice on your shoulder prevents me from touching you 
And the fire in my heart has burned you too many times.
I stay patient though and so do you
Both of us knowing that in time this too shall pass 
The ice will melt and the fire smolder
And hopefully we return to our spring when the roots grow and the flowers bloom
As long as I know you are here with your caring touch I will not fear