(This is Rogue's thoughts and feelings. This is my frist X-men post..(I think I can't remember). I Do not own Rogue or anything about her. She belongs to a whole another person. I am just adding my own taste to her. Please be kind, but tell me what you really think. If there anything you want me to add or remove, say so. I love fixing up my work.. Thanks and enjoy everyone..please R/R)



Touch

I wish,
I pray every day.
For your hand on my skin.
For lips to meet and pressing
Together softly sweetly.
With a deadly passion.

Our bodies one,
Together pressing, kissing,
Licking. How I long
For the moments
Others seem to have.

Locked away in the
Darkness that is my own soul.

Touch me.
Touch my soul,
Touch my lips to your's.

I want to lose contorl for once.
Just once in my life I want to be free.
All of me.

No gloves to hold me back.
Nothing between us,
Sheets around us.

There would be nothing better,
Nothing sweeter then
You and me, and the bed.

But if I could not have that,
I would ask, a touch of the hand.
Hold my hand, hold me.

Any thing to be glove free!

I watch, I see..
The others happy,
Hugging, kissing..holding
Each other.

Why Can't I have that?

The only feeling I have is
Your eyes on mine..
But I still long for,
Wish for..
To be..
Without ..

No longer needing..

These Gloves, made of silk,
That hold back, and take away
The human part of me.
That only wishs
One little thing...

One little thing,
That would make be happy,
But will never be...

Touch.

A sweet
Soft
Touch....

By L.R.