Touch

Your hand is the one for which I ache
The fingers pointed thus the narrow nails
Your hand was the one I used to take

Two in one and one in two me make
Without such love can any heart not fail?
Your hand is the one for which I ache

Nothing in your mind was false or fake
Yet I shall not forever loss bewail
Your hand is the one I wish to take

Should we love all others for Christ’s sake?
I want human touch,my body held
Your hand is the one for which I ache

Oh, happy am I, till from sleep I wake
I reach my hand,remember how you paled
Your hand is the one I lost in hope

At the end you longed for Cleveland Hills
Whitby Cliffs, the kippers and the ale
Your hand is the one for which I ache
Your hand is the one I want to take