When you touched me the first time

you touched deeper than you realized.

You carressed my naked soul,

laid bare to another as virgin territory

in a moment of passion's  grace.

And as we explored the meaning of trust

amid the heated stimulation of a tango,

I knew you would be my lover

the one who could see all

be all.

Now my heart is no longer a lonely hunter,

screaming in the dark of night to be  held

understood

loved.

When you touched me the first time

you touched deeper than I realized.

And that touch still vibrates like fine crystal

through my soul.

6/08/00