Touch is magic,
it suffocates all despair
chasing the dark with gentle strength
that resurrects us like
the pangs of morning air.

Touch is magic,
it carries hope of all that is,
everything I dream of in your skin
everything that unveils
the secrets hidden in your kiss.

Touch is magic,
it cannot fade in a seam
where two souls sewn, caress
in a thousand ways
like day and night in a dream.