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// Love's Touch 
// Story: The Homeward Journey - A Book of Poems 
// by SaxPon3 
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Love's Touch

The spirit over whom many seem to faun
To me remains elusive as a thought.
'Tis an artist who's art is pain drawn,
Love's touch for which I have fought.

Love's touch is hot like the sun,
Yet cold as the Arctic winds.
Poking at my heart for fun,
Causing me to feel the greatest sins.

Where is it now, that demonic angel?
Search I may, find it I will not;
For it will find my heart torn and mangled
scars dealt by that which I have sought.

Love's Touch warms the heart as a kindred soul,
But once frozen everlasting is its hold.