Paralyzed layers

A soft hand on frozen skin
A shock in the heart
Warmth trying to penetrate paralyzed layers
A shelter of sorrow and longings within

Warm hands leaving burn marks
in the soul
Tormenting my distorted treasure
with pain and pleasure

Do not touch me
least I will forget
Do not touch me
and wake up my pain
Do not touch me, please - let
me be
let
me be

Please, do not remind me that I am alive

Trembling skin, and a soft sigh
from a soul desperate to feel alive
a deep cry from a body aching for love
Save me from my prison

A soft hand on soft skin
A crying soul
Warmth penetrating paralyzed layers
touching the sorrow and longings within

Burn marks turning to fire in the soul
Nerves embracing the treasure
of feeling loved
of feeling loved

@ Natascha 2009

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