Without your touch, I wither
Like the flower in an empty vase.
Without your touch, I wither
Baby, I long for your embrace
Need to feel your arms of love
Around me, so very tight.
Need to kiss your sweet lips,
Baby I need you, to spend the night,
Because
Without your touch, I wither
Like the flower in a vase.
Without your touch, I wither
Baby, I need to see your face
Need to feel your lips take sweet possession of mine,
Need to feel your loving hands
as they glide along my skin,
Because
Without your touch, I wither
Like the flower in a vase.
Without your touch, I wither
Baby, I long for your embrace
Need to feel our passion,
The way it burns as we make love,
Need to feel our passion
Without it, I'm just a lie
Baby, we cannot let it die
Because without your touch, I wither
Like the flower in the vase.
~Dawn Baugh Steadham 6/20/2010