Don’t touch me

Don’t touch me I am fragile 

I shutter at the tenderness of your touch 

I must have loved you to the moon

So much that I seek nothing 

From the endless mute pursuit 

Love me with your bulging eyes

Not with your ugly hands 

Nor your  pudgy self 

Love me from a distance

Though I am in your shadow 

For I break 

At the tenderness 

Of your 

Touch