• Vol. 04
  • Chapter 01
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The impurity of your touch

My skin,
it crawls with yearning

My soul,
it craves your acceptance

My heart,
it hungers your unconditional love

I am afraid,
when you reach into my heart

I am exposed,
when the veil of hope shows on my face

I am imprisoned,
when my soul shrinks from your smile

Do not leave me,
if I cannot live up to your standards

Do not judge me,
if I cannot walk out that door

Do not exclude me
if I cannot bear to be touched by you

For my heart, my soul, and my love for you is the purest,
so perfect that I cannot bear the impurity of your touch