A Single Touch

The touch of something not tangible in this world.

I unravel and share my soul.

Lust has no place here.

Only care.

Once upon a time, I was told men are only capable of loving me harshly.

I am created to soften the jagged edges of his heart.

The price left my heart with tiny holes.

A single touch, reminded me I am not alone.

Not all men choose to harden their hearts.

Only the tired and broken walk that wide and vast path.

The valiant men embrace vulnerability, especially when you can’t.

I find myself blossoming and growing in love again.

What brought me back to love was a single touch.