Can I...?

Can I touch you again...?
Will it all come unhinged...?
This tower of lies that we built.
Stuffing ourselves on their guilt.
We, who ever loved in innocence.
A gentle touch. A kiss - we must
approach it as a sacrament this time.
For all the love we share is still divine.
Forgetting the where and the why and the when.
Forgiving the shock and the pain of back then.
Just tell me this one thing before I go.
Can I touch you again...?
Will it all come unhinged...?
This love I keep feeling for you...

? Michaelette ?

11/22/2004
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