Your touch is something that I crave;
every single morning of every single day.
Without it the day just doesn't go right;
and sometimes, yes, I need you at night.
Your touch can be soft and gentle;
relaxing me and mellowing me out.
Other times it is so much more intense;
invigorating me and awakening my senses.
When I am cold you know how to warm me'
make me feel all nice and toasty.
When I am hot you know how to cool me;
not too much but just enough.
I never want to be without you;
I always need you to be close by.
For if you were not there for me;
I think I surely would cry.
So until tomorrow morning my friend;
I will hangĀ you back up in your cradle.
Safe in the knowledge that when I awake;
My lovely shower massage will for me await.
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