touch

In this
         morning
you drip
            for attention
Every part of you
         aches
                 your bones moan
There's a call 
             stuck 
                 in 
                  your throat
Deep and meaningful
             it lasts forever
             it slants as you
                      lift
                         your leg
             to show that special
             place inside of you
Steam rolls from your skin
You demand attention
Well rounded and in the moment
You've touched that place before
              it sings as you feel it
              it hums for you
                              vibrates
In that special place
                           you're alone and no one can
                           touch you
                           but you wish they would