A Thousand Hands Could Touch Me
A thousand hands could touch me
And I’d know which one is yours.
It is the touch of love
Across my soul
Like some velvet glove
That gathers all my scattered pieces
Into a long sought whole.
And my heart soars.
It is the touch of love so true
It breathes a sense of calm,
And bathes me with a healing balm
That only comes from you.