You wear your heart
On your fingertips.
Your eyes are closed off,
Your tongue reveals nothing.

But oh!
Your touch
How it shows me what you feel.

I see it
I feel it
When your fingers brush my cheek
When you cup it with your hands.

I feel it
When your hands wrap around my -
When your fingers touch my lips
Maybe to shut me up
Maybe to simply touch me.

I can never tell
When it is my lips.
For then I need your eyes
But oh
How closed off they are.