“I felt on my back gentle pats like fragile wings just touching me, touching me: my grandchildren's hands.”
“His hands are on my back, in my hair, on my hips. His fingers move like I'm Braille, like he's trying to read me just by touching me.”
“His lips ever so gently touched mine, and suddenly I felt everything stirring inside me grow wings, let loose, and fly.”
“Touch me, touch the palm of your hand to my body as I pass,Be not afraid of my body.”
“You loved me cause I'm fragile. But I thought that I was strong. Well, you touch me for a little while, and all my fragile strength is gone!”
“I felt that if he touched me, I'd die. and then the thought crawled into my brain that if he didn't touch me, I'd die.”