“You just want to be touched…”

You just want to be touched.

Why don’t you reach out and touch?

You breathe in the chimera –absorbing,

pulling it in–but you’re afraid to touch.

The skyline, the crows, the donkeys,

rocks, trails, shimmering whispering leaves–

A breeze free of djinns,

uphill, downhill…

You just want to be touched.

Soft, barely breaths–

the overwhelming goodness, chimera

leaves you wondering, in awe.

What happens now?

And does it matter?

Just connect–some way–some how.

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