What is this that I have done

A foreign word upon my tongue

A touch so brief to my warm skin

Crossing the border, a line so thin

Unspoken thoughts come to light

Deep desires kept close and tight

So I don't lose this precious joy now unfurled,

I will keep these secrets from the world


Another poem but I am not very happy with this one. I didn't let it flow very well so I feel it is a bit too forced and may read as such. I don't mind rhyming poems but I do better work when I just write and don't try to think about it. Don't ask me what it means because I am not entirely sure myself.