as if

…he asked her, «how would you like to be touched‽»
…and she, enraptured, answered to him like that, —
‧‧‧
i would like you to touch me as if you have to go
somewhere far, far away, and you would like
to remember about each part of my body, with
my velvety skin, and with all my valleys, and
curves that enriched my physique, and enticed you
i would like you to touch me as if you'd be blind…,
unable to recognize just with your gaze my shapes
i would like you to touch me as if you were mute,
and only your fingers can articulate all your words
i would like you to touch me as if your hands
have healing's power on my body, and feed me
with your caresses, and therewith, you quench
your hunger and thirstiness with the love in me
i would like you to touch me as if you'd like to dance
with me, an invented dance, and as if your hands
are some kind of magic brushes with which you love
to color my silhouette with shiny nuances, [your fire]
i would like you to touch me as if you were a sculptor
who has its own smooth creative art before it is done
for your hands are on me a panacea, making me born
forevermore, over and over and evermore and again

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