Touch

I touch your chest
softly with my fingers
I do my magic
and make
all your stored heartbreak
disappear

I touch your forehead
and stroke away
your clouds and
your mind based fears

And then my fingers
will find their way
on their own
to all the parts
that need to be touched
and that ask
for a little bit of magic
of my hands
that like to touch

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