Touch

The touch is like a toxin,
take everything around,
everything that touch,
and destroy it.
Sometimes I feel like I coudn't touch;
when I do,
they go away,
disapear.
Even that stay fisically,
their soul are not with me anymore.
And my love's here,
sleeping by my side,
on me.
That'so exactly and so full,
that I'm not sure if I can touch,
I can't touch my full dream.