Touch

As I sit on my couch flipping the channels
A slight chill comes over my body
Goose bumps begin to form on my arms and legs
The hair on my neck stands straight

It feels as if finger tips are running up and down my back
I can feel his hands resting on my waist
I can feel his warmth
His gentle soothing touch

My lips begin to twitch
I feel like I am being kissed by soft gentle lips
I sense his lips pressing against mine
I become tense as I think him breathing against my neck

But yet I am alone
Sitting here with no one at my side
And all I need is his touch
But all I have is a television and a remote control