Touch

All I ask of you...

Is that you tenderly touch me,

Run your hands soothingly over me,

Caress my skin with titillating care,

Massage my aching body

And run your fingers on my face.

...

But I beg of you...

Not to use me as your punching bag,

Not to cut up my flesh,

Not to throw me around,

Not to violently strangle

And not to kick me like a dog.

...

I do not ask for much,

Just your gentle touch,

To show me how much you love,

How much you respect,

How much you truly care...

And I will return it tenfold.

Remember we are partners,

Not each others property.

...

I want someone to hold me,

Not smother me.

Someone to gently wipe away my tears,

Not beat me till I shed them.

I want a real man,

Not a boy who thinks he is one.

This is what any woman wants, expects.

Is this to much to ask?