The Luxury of Touching

The senses are among the greatest luxuries of being alive! Each sense is wonderful but that of touch is extra so. Whether touching a menu whose pages have the feel of luxurious suede, snuggling into a cozy blanket, stroking a fuzzy pet or petals of a waxy flower - or caressing the smooth skin of one's love, - touching gives experience a dimension reserved for nothing else! Fingertips are the organs of first touch, but every living surface possesses this sense.

Bear in mind that to experience pleasant senses, some less pleasurable are necessary for life.

From you I learn

     To sip

         And savour,

             Let the flavour

                    Slip

                         And

                             Slide

                                    Itself

Around

And down

The passageways

Inside, ~

Refining

Sense

Perception

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

This sensitivity

We share

Surpasses any

Gone before.

Touches strings

With melodies

Reserved for

Precious few!

        You!

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

I feel alive
With you,
All over,
Through and through,
Everywhere. 

I feel aware
Of everything,
Of spring
And air
And - green. 

The rush of time,
And being -
Seeing flowers
And clouds
Within these precious hours
We share. 

Our thoughts,
Are stirred,
Yet, unheard, -
Speak volumes,
Breathe life, unseen. 

I am alive for you,
      my love.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

I await

Your

Naked soul

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Touching lightly

Do not linger.

Let the fingers

Dwell but briefly.

Think it, feel it

Commit to memory

So it never

Disappears.

           ______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Strolling vertically,

Red-headed woodpecker

Samples treasures

From the bark,

And tests for

Ideal wood.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Desensitize me not.

I want to feel it all.

Joyous bliss, 

Anguished pain -

For LIFE is ALL of this.

Fulfillment, disappointment,

The tides and ebbs of being.

The days, the nights,

The spring, the fall, 

Shades and lights of seeing.

I'm cheated not

By living life,

Prevent it not -

It's giving life! 

And I am here to live it. 

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

At times

Like a rubber glove

Wrong-side-out.

All the inside feeling

On the outside,

Vulnerable.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

   But then. . .

I melt into you,

Unselfconscious

But for the joy

              Of it,

Touched deeply,

Naturally connecting ~

As though always, all ways.

© Nellieanna H. Hay

Realms of wonder

Surpassing fantasy,

Lovely landscapes

Of the soul.

Blossoms of the mind

Perfume the pages

Of the heart

Disclosing secrets

Of the self.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay