Touch Me by Ceniqua LaGrone

Touch me so that you can make me whole again.

Touch me so that i can feel the inner man. 

The intimacy helps me persevere,

I want you to feel me to know that the passion is pure.

Stop hiding your face from me,

Show me you're near.

Let me know you are no imitation.

To fulfill the urge of contemplation.

Touch me so that you can see my soul,

The lust inside proceeds to grow.

I'm ready to feel your hand that will redeem my craving. 

I'm ready for love, the relief of saving.

Maybe i'm  in above my head, 

The fear of hurt i persist to dread.

I look at love and i dream in the stars,

As my mind ponders i envision the scars.

The ones that lead me to sin,

The reason why i'd never go back again.

My heart is hardened with fear of the "what If",

Omitting the truth that love is a gift.

I can't keep living fearfully in fatality,

I have no choice but to confront the reality.

Be bold and conquer the anguish of what i desire,

The will to make my apprehension conspire.

Touch me now to authenticate me,

To free my soul to its divinity.