By Lisa Huddleston
SKIN CRAVINGS
Today is one of those days.
I’m feeling the pain of living in the flesh
and longing for your touch.
“Fear not” just doesn’t cut it right now—
I need some skin.
I need to feel your hand on my cheek
brushing away the tears and
lifting my dripping chin.
To feel the warmth and weight of your arm
around my shoulders
drawing me to your side.
I need to feel what I know—
that you hear
and are here.
Touch my heart, Lord,
and let me know again.
Even without sensation,
pull me to your chest
and let me feel you close.
So that without feeling,
yet knowing and trusting,
I can come again
to you.
Until the day comes
when I can run in perfect skin
into your perfect arms.
Until then
I’m left with skin cravings
and desire.