Utah Phillips Touch Me
Touch me when I'm reading
Touch me when I'm working
When I'm not looking
Surprise me with your hand
And lightly, without thinking, touch me
Sometimes when I'm turning
Brush me with your fingertips
Know me with your tenderness
Not always, but now and then
And lightly, without thinking, touch me
I've never asked with words before
I've said it all in reaching
I've told you with my holding
But now my arms are aching
So lightly, without thinking, touch me
Touch me through the darkness
And all my secret places
Lift me from my sleeping
Recall me from my dreaming
And lightly, without thinking, touch me
