Of our five senses, touch is a very important one. Imagine getting a cuddle from a loved one, or shaking someone’s hand, or getting a high five – this would be impossible without feeling touch. Poems about touch can explain a lot to us – whether that is in the sense of physical touch, or experiencing something that moves your soul.
There are many people in this world who do not like to be touched, for whatever reason, and it can make it hard to feel close to them. Reading them poetry about physical contact can be a great way to connect, even if you cannot get close physically.
Poems about touch are a great way to get close to someone, and to understand the desire to be close to another person, if you yourself are not that keen on physical contact. Using words and poetry to understand the world around is a great, and very inclusive way of connecting with people – even if you cannot connect in the physical sense.
Writing, particularly poetry, is a great way to touch people’s minds and hearts, so this sort of writing is a truly fantastic way of getting close to someone.
Poems About Touch
Sense
Author: K. Randolph
Touch is the sense that connects us all,
It's the feeling that makes us stand tall.
It's the warmth of a hug, the softness of a kiss,
The gentle caress, the tender bliss.
Touch is the language of the heart,
It's the way we communicate, right from the start.
It's the way we show love, the way we show care,
The way we show that someone is there.
Touch is the sense that brings us comfort,
It's the feeling that we all desire.
It's the way we find peace, the way we find calm,
The way we find solace in one another's arms.
Touch is the sense that can heal,
It's the way we cope, the way we feel.
It's the way we mend broken hearts,
The way we make a new start.
So let us cherish the sense of touch,
And all the feelings it brings.
For it is through touch that we connect,
And our souls take wing.
Love
Author: K. Flynn
Touch love is the love that's felt,
With every caress, every melt.
It's the love that's shared through the skin,
The love that's expressed from within.
It's the love that's shown with a hug,
The love that's felt with a kiss, a tug.
It's the love that's whispered with every touch,
The love that's felt with every rush.
It's the love that's shared through the night,
The love that's held with all our might.
It's the love that's felt in every moment,
The love that's never-ending, always present.
Touch love is the love that's real,
The love that we can truly feel.
It's the love that's shared with the heart,
The love that sets our souls apart.
So let us cherish touch love,
And all the feelings it brings.
For it is through touch that we truly connect,
And our hearts take wing.
Touching Her Body
Author: O. Brooks
Touching her body is like a dream,
Soft and smooth, or silky and gleam.
It's the way her curves fit in my hands,
The way her skin warms like golden sands.
It's the way her breath catches in her throat,
The way her pulse races as I stroke.
It's the way she moans my name,
The way our bodies become one flame.
Touching her body is an art,
A delicate dance that sets my heart.
It's the way her touch ignites my soul,
The way our love takes us to a whole new goal.
It's the way she responds to my touch,
The way our chemistry is just too much.
It's the way our bodies become one,
The way our love is forever begun.
Touching her body is a treasure,
A gift that brings so much pleasure.
It's the way our love is expressed,
The way our hearts become one, undressed.
Hands
Author: K. Combs
Touching hands is a simple thing,
But it can mean so much, it can make our hearts sing.
It's the way our fingers intertwine,
The way our palms align.
It's the way our touch can convey,
All the words we can't say.
It's the way our hands can communicate,
All the emotions we can't state.
Touching hands is a sign of trust,
A bond that can never rust.
It's the way we feel safe and secure,
The way our souls can endure.
It's the way our hands can heal,
The way our touch can make our hearts feel.
It's the way our hands can communicate,
All the love we can't articulate.
So let us cherish the touch of hands,
And all the feelings it expands.
For it is through touch that we connect,
And our hearts become one, un-dissected.
People’s Lives
Author: A. Hubbard
Touching people's lives, is like a seed,
Planted deep, to grow and feed.
It's the way we reach out and care,
The way we show that we're there.
It's the way we offer a helping hand,
The way we take a stand.
It's the way we make a difference,
The way we bring some persistence.
Touching people's lives is an act of love,
A gift from above.
It's the way we bring light to the dark,
The way we leave a mark.
It's the way we lift others up,
The way we fill their cup.
It's the way we change the world,
The way we make it swirl.
So let us reach out and touch,
And make a difference so much.
For it is through our actions, we can inspire,
And make a brighter future, that's entire.
Souls
Author: Z. Nelson
Touching souls is a sacred thing,
A connection that makes our hearts sing.
It's the way our hearts align,
The way our spirits combine.
It's the way our souls can feel,
The way our hearts are real.
It's the way our souls can communicate,
All the love that is fate.
Touching souls is a journey,
A path that is not blurry.
It's the way we find meaning and purpose,
The way we find our worth.
It's the way we understand,
The way we reach a higher land.
It's the way we transcend,
The way our souls blend.
So let us cherish the touch of souls,
And all the feelings it unfolds.
For it is through the touch of our souls,
We find the truest love, that never grows old.
His Touch
Author: E. Thompson
His touch is like a warm embrace,
A feeling that I can't replace.
It's the way he holds me close,
The way he keeps me grounded and never let me go.
It's the way his fingers run through my hair,
The way he shows that he's always there.
It's the way his hands fit perfectly with mine,
The way our hearts entwine.
His touch is like a spark,
That lights up the dark.
It's the way he ignites my soul,
The way he makes me feel whole.
It's the way his touch can heal,
The way it can make my heart feel.
It's the way his touch can communicate,
All the love that is fate.
So let us cherish his touch,
And all the feelings it brings.
For it is through his touch,
That we find the truest love, that never fades or clings.
