touch

how much do you need touch?
i mean the touch of skin on skin,
and the supple underneath,
not necessarily sex.
a hug or lying together for an hour,
for months.
sure it feels good
and i could sing its praises.
but i’m interested in what happens
when there’s no touch,
no one you can hold.
what’s the feeling
when it’s gone for a long time?
is it physical, a ripping,
or is there integration
and time moves on.
what thoughts come out,
do they justify it, lament it,
make peace with it.
how does it play
with your dark side.
does it keep you awake,
or are you content?