Its reciprocal nature and it is
The secret joy of public
There is no stopping
If I touch (if not you)
That such light touches
And too
That we touch the stars
Is infinite in size or will be,
Miles per second
To expand infinitely to the end
A touching most intimate,
What he's doing, dreary,
Expensive.
Flowers inventing
Trees reach out likeLivery of Seisin
the delivery of property into the corporal possession of a person: in the
case of a house, by giving him the ring, latch, or key of the door; in
the case of land, by delivering him a twig, a piece of turf, or the like — OED
Of touch, the annoyance
That if I touch you you
Touch me — the affront it is and
The basis of the lighter
Perversions, frottage, for instance which is
Touching it is, on a bus
To transport to touch the whole self
It, if (there is no defense)
I touch you you touch me
The glamour of the stars
Oh the stars (famously beyond reach)
The eyes the retina, parts of the skin
The inevitable body (where we live no matter)
The warm the sun striking out
But the stars softly at night (impossibly by day)
And that any light-
Emitting body (heat, and any radiation)
Caressing the universe
At a hundred eighty-six thousand
O love o sacred. To change,
To hold the house in your hand, the subject,
Too terrible to think upon
Each man's life is but a breath (Psalm 39) A touch
The breath a column still attached
To the warm, wet lung, every leering man knows
Perpendicular sounds flying past
Touch, extensive touch of someone's tongue,
O do talk less, give us
Room, give us air dry and drifting
Themselves on the tips
Of trees, reach out Nature reaches
Stars light their touch
And candor, all their own, their touch.