Within His Touch

Within His touch lives euphoria. 
Euphoric bliss to feel my hand in his. 
With one look, one kiss, 
He has opened my brittle warrior heart. 

Within his touch lives fragility. 
Fragile from past pains and future fears. 
With one look, one word, 
He has the power to destroy me. 

Within his touch lives a tormenting comfort. 
Comfortable to be captive in his eyes, his arms. 
With one look, one embrace, 
He has touched me truly and made me his.