She touched me
and I recognized something
I hadn’t recognized before.

She touched me
and I thought thoughts
I oughtn’t’ve thought.
I hadn’t sought ’em.
I fought ’em.
It was all for naught.

She touched me
and I found my rough edges
softened.

She touched me
and I cried.

She touched me
and I was a manga schoolgirl
giggling ‘tee hee’ at the most ridiculous times.

She touched me
and I was looking around corners.

She touched me

She touched me.