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<\/figure>\n\n\n\nSense<\/h3>\n\n\n\nAuthor: K. Randolph<\/h4>\n\n\n\nTouch 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nTouch 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nTouch 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nTouch 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nSo 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nLove<\/h3>\n\n\n\nAuthor: K. Flynn<\/h4>\n\n\n\nTouch 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt'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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt'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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nTouch 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nSo 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nTouching Her Body<\/h3>\n\n\n\nAuthor: O. Brooks<\/h4>\n\n\n\nTouching 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt'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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nTouching 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt'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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nTouching 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nHands<\/h3>\n\n\n\nAuthor: K. Combs<\/h4>\n\n\n\nTouching 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt'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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nTouching 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt'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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nSo 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nPeople’s Lives<\/h3>\n\n\n\nAuthor: A. Hubbard<\/h4>\n\n\n\nTouching 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt'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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nTouching 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt'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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nSo 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nSouls<\/h3>\n\n\n\nAuthor: Z. Nelson<\/h4>\n\n\n\nTouching souls is a sacred thing,
A connection that makes our hearts sing.
It's the way our hearts align,
The way our spirits combine.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt'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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nTouching 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt's the way we understand,
The way we reach a higher land.
It's the way we transcend,
The way our souls blend.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nSo 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nHis Touch<\/h3>\n\n\n\nAuthor: E. Thompson<\/h4>\n\n\n\nHis 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt'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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nHis 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt'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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nSo 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.<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"Of our five senses, touch is a very important one. Imagine getting a cuddle from a loved one, or shaking someone\u2019s 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 … Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":27,"featured_media":10764,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[99],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemseasy.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10768"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemseasy.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemseasy.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemseasy.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/27"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemseasy.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10768"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemseasy.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10768\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10778,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemseasy.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10768\/revisions\/10778"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemseasy.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/10764"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemseasy.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10768"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemseasy.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10768"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemseasy.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10768"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nTouch 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nTouch 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nTouch 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nSo 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nLove<\/h3>\n\n\n\n
Author: K. Flynn<\/h4>\n\n\n\n
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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt'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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt'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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nTouch 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nSo 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nTouching Her Body<\/h3>\n\n\n\n
Author: O. Brooks<\/h4>\n\n\n\n
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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt'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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nTouching 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt'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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nTouching 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nHands<\/h3>\n\n\n\n
Author: K. Combs<\/h4>\n\n\n\n
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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt'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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nTouching 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt'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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nSo 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nPeople’s Lives<\/h3>\n\n\n\n
Author: A. Hubbard<\/h4>\n\n\n\n
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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt'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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nTouching 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt'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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nSo 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nSouls<\/h3>\n\n\n\n
Author: Z. Nelson<\/h4>\n\n\n\n
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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt'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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nTouching 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt's the way we understand,
The way we reach a higher land.
It's the way we transcend,
The way our souls blend.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nSo 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nHis Touch<\/h3>\n\n\n\n
Author: E. Thompson<\/h4>\n\n\n\n
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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt'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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nHis 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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nIt'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.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nSo 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.<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"Of our five senses, touch is a very important one. Imagine getting a cuddle from a loved one, or shaking someone\u2019s 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 … Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":27,"featured_media":10764,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[99],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemseasy.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10768"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemseasy.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemseasy.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemseasy.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/27"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemseasy.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10768"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemseasy.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10768\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10778,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemseasy.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10768\/revisions\/10778"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemseasy.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/10764"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemseasy.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10768"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemseasy.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10768"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemseasy.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10768"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}