Untouched

My heart does cry a gentle whisper,
Of love and loss and hate.
I thought this was time
I'd finally found my mate.

I never thought that her
and me could ever be,
surreal and so untrue.
Until the day i touched her lips
My heart got up and flew.

So now you know what you can have
If only you want so much
A thing of love and beauty
only your to love and touch!