Touch Me

Touch Me

A Poem by Andrew Hawkins

Touch me

Touch me,
it doesn't matter where
and it doesnt matter how
I need to know I'm still alive
so someone touch me now
Shake my hand and say hello
or pat me on the back
kiss me on the cheek
that I may feel this sense I lack
slap my face and pull my hair
make me bleed I just don't care
dig your nails into my skin
so I can feed this need within
I've been numb for such a time
that even pain would be sublime
so touch me, touch me now
I don't care where, I don't care how

© 2012 Andrew Hawkins


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This is amazing, and I can relate to this. Good write x

Posted 10 Years Ago


A hug, a cuddle, a tap on the arm what can seem like a simple gestures can mean the world to someone on the receiving end of a touch.

Your playful words touched me..... :o)

Posted 11 Years Ago


like this much thanks

Posted 11 Years Ago


Andrew Hawkins

11 Years Ago

Thank you Holly
Hi Andrew.
Your poem has good sense of rhythm. And where you're light on imagery you make up with strong feeling.
Thanks for sharing.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Andrew Hawkins

11 Years Ago

Thank you Lakely
Beautiful.

So simple yet it conveys enough emotions to make me a bit teary-eyed.

It strikes a nerve to be honest... there are time when you just shut down and want to feel something but you can't. You're just blank.

Anyways. Awesome job. ^_^



Posted 11 Years Ago


Andrew Hawkins

11 Years Ago

Thank you fiery-san
Fantastic write.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Andrew Hawkins

11 Years Ago

Thank you Pi
ahh yes i know this feeling... well penned

Posted 11 Years Ago


Andrew Hawkins

11 Years Ago

Thanks Heather
It is a great invitation.
I hope someone is around to respond soon.
Wonderful write with lovely rhymes.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Andrew Hawkins

11 Years Ago

Thank you Zainul

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Andrew Hawkins
Andrew Hawkins

Richibucto, New Brunswick, Canada



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