touch me

when you touch me
i’m dragged backwards in time.
a place of safety and
freedom, when they used to combine.

a fight with my automatic response
to jerk away from human touch,
from days that still haunt
but god i need you so much.

i want to turn to you
and hold your face in my gaze
to fall into those eyes of yours
to never forget these days.

days you made me feel
grounded like the oaks.
days where love made sense
and i wasn’t forsaken in my hope.

Copyright © 2012 aspergers eyes


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