Touch - ever present, yet so subtle
To die for or to snatch life away
To cause pain or to soothe frayed nerves
Touch - you feel it, yet you don't see it
Not a drop of blood, not a pint of dew
A depth so vast, yet fathomable
Touch - created by humans, perfected by machines
Despised by the creed of hatred, embraced by the fraternity of love
The touch that heals creates the aura of miracle
The touch that warms is a promise of love
Be it an iPod or a copper wire
Touch can bind, touch can break
So powerful, yet so easy to hold
Touch - your, mine or everyone's - and evolving...
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