Diva's Poetry

I hope people never say that I am a mean person. Now, back to the title at hand, Wanted Touch.

She lay alone in her restful place peacefully thinking about that wanted touch that she needed so desperately to soothe her soul within. She closes her eyes and drift away into blissful tranquility of her dreams. They took her to places she had never been before. She visited faraway lands, walked in forests that were lush and green. She explored on mountain tops, and swam in beautiful oceans. She drank exotic drinks which she had never tasted before, and loved them. She found herself to be happy as she could be, there was something still missing; it was that wanted touch that she had been desiring to have from that special someone. All she could do is hope for the best. Captivated in her dreams by the things she saw and experienced, she forgot that she was dreaming. Everything became lucid and real in her imagination. She felt that since she could go anywhere in her dream, she would go and find that special someone who could, and would give her that wanted touch.

She came to this beautiful island surrounded by water, boats, and cabins in the sea in which there was a pier to walk across to get to the cabins. As soon as she saw it, she walked slowly across the pier taking in all of the beauty that was there. She had never seen such in her life. The gentleman came to the door of the cabin and greeted her. He asked her if she was lost, she told him no. So, he invited her in to relax, rest, and have something to drink. While she was resting, she noticed him watching her in the distance from where he was standing. It made her feel uncomfortable, but then she thought about why she went there. She just played it off as if she was thinking about something, but she never asked him why he was looking at her in the way that he was. A few minutes later, he walked over to the table where she was sitting and asked her if he could join her just for a few minutes. She looked at him and told him to have a seat. He asked her what made her venture there. She told him that she was looking for that special someone who could, and would give her the touch that she wanted, that touch she desired to have to soothe her soul. He asked her if she could tell him the kind of touch, she was talking about. She told him that if he had to ask, then he was not the man she was looking for. She got up, walked out, and left.

As she was walking along the trail which took her to another beautiful place that was covered in silk and diamonds. There were no obstructions that she had to cross to get there. She walked up and was greeted by the hostess who was at the podium. She asked her how many was with her, she told her she was alone. The hostess took her to a table in the corner of the room where there was only one table which had a lit candle sitting in the middle of it. She was asked by the hostess if she wanted something to drink, she told the hostess no. She asked her if she could get her something to eat, she told her to bring her a shrimp cocktail. After a few minutes, the hostess returned to her table with her shrimp cocktail. She sat there and ate. After she was finished eating, she got up and walked outside to get some fresh air. The sun was shining bright, but it wasn’t very hot. She stood there just wishing that her prince charming would come and give her that wanted touch. She just wanted to be swept off of her feet like in the fairytales she had saw as a kid on television.

Although she was dreaming it all started to feel like reality, maybe it was because it was something she really wanted in her life and not just in a dream. How she hoped it would soon happen before it was time for her to go back to the real reality of her lonely life being untouched without that wanted touch she had been longing for. Just out of the clear blue, a handsome gentleman walked up and asked her what her name was. She told him her name was Rosaline in kind of a somber way. He asked her where she was from, and she told him that she was from a far distant land that he had never heard of, but she never gave him a specific place though. No one knew she was dreaming except her. She noticed that he was undressing her with his eyes, but she didn’t ask him why. He walked over to her and swept her off of her feet and gave her that wanted touch that she had ben desiring to have that would touch her soul. There was a soft kiss, and she was awakened by the sounds of rain drops falling on the roof of her house.

Her dream was the kind of dream that she did not want to wake up from, but she knew that she could always revisit those places again when she had another dream.

Wanted Touch. c.2022 S.Sterns