Touch me deep...

Nirvanadragones

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The title for this thread comes from the lyrics of the song I am kissing you by Desiree from the Romeo and Juliet Soundtrack. (1996) This song never ceases to touch me deeply. I remember driving in my car with two international business colleagues about 3 year back, from the airport to a business meeting, and hearing this song on the radio. It was hard to explain that I was absolutely ok, despite the tears rolling down my cheeks.

Touch
To cause or permit a part of the body, especially the hand or fingers, to come in contact with so as to feel
To be pertinent to; concern: environmental problems that touch us all.
To affect the emotions of; move to tender response: an appeal that touched us deeply.
To color slightly; tinge: a white petal touched with pink.
To draw with light strokes.
To change or improve by adding fine lines or strokes.
To touch someone or something.
To be or come into contact
The act or an instance of touching.
The physiological sense by which external objects or forces are perceived through contact with the body.
A sensation experienced in touching something with a characteristic texture: felt the touch of snowflakes on her face.

We have a " simply blurt out love" thread and a "love is" thread. We have lit radio and movie quotes and other quotes. This is a space for us to share what touches us at any given time. For me, i find significant meaning in every day life... my daughter bringing home a little wild flower. A song that I have heard many times before, but today I " hear" it for the first time and allow it to infiltrate every part of my being. A memory from a rainy day... the fragrance of ylang ylang.

When we are touched, something has meaning to us - and we feel. The emotions vary from happiness, to intense longing and sadness... So come here to share when something has touched you deeply. Whether it be a poem - music, something someone said to you. A movie, a painting, nature, a memory, a fragrance. an event, a familiar comfortable sweater. Anything significant. Share it with us, and if you want, share why it has touched you and how it makes you feel.
 
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Kevin Little - - Turn Me On

But if you think you’re gonna get away from me
You better change your mind
You’re going home…….
You’re going home with me tonight
Let me hold you
Girl caress my body
You got me going crazy
You turn me on
Turn me on……..
 
Out of the blue text messages of song lyrics that take me right back to the moment or explain a friend's mood in a short song clip.
 
This thread reminded me of an entry in my journal. Reproduced.

Texted Some Love

And I was telling her about this breakdown I'm having. And she asked me why. And I said I don't know and whether I should prepare a reason for the time when they come and take me away. And she said no one will take me away, not even the padded cell people. And I ask...

Why wont they take me? Can't I be slim boyhaired winona r?

And K says...
Cuz you are mine. And i dont give what is mine.. To anyone.

And I sit here smiling and crying and letting a tear run down to my lips so that I can taste it.

And some words should be taken at face value. Thank you.
 
Nirvana writing, "For me, i find significant meaning in every day life... my daughter bringing home a little wild flower."

It makes me appreciate again what a rich life you are living.

:rose:


PS., posted after seeing Equinoxe's post below: Going to the Art Institute in Chicago and seeing the Renoir painting that is my av. Also, Michelangelo's Pieta in the Vatican. I get choked up just thinking about these.
 
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Little things really.....and almost always prefaced with "Don't say I never gave you anything". :D

The ones I can share without long stories, embarassing moments or giving away secrets are:

A tin of Zhena's Gypsy King tea, teh empty tin still sitting prominently on my desk
An Omnibus edition of Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
A cuban Cigar (yes they are THAT good)
and this little guy here
 
A bit of this, a bit of that, some of a few other things:

I am touched by many things, I will just list a few.

http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y256/equinoxe/The_Alba_Madonna.jpg

That painting. It's not my favourite painting. As a painting, it's lovely and I do enjoy it, but there is nothing particularly special about it, from an artistic standpoint. Nevertheless, that painting. It was that painting which made me want to be a painter when I was a child.


The music of Tomás Luis de Victoria: the first time I ever heard any of his music, I was dumbstruck, I just sat listening to it without moving an inch. It was so wonderfully perfect in an emotional sense: immediate, transcendent, and mystical. The music is just powerful beyond words,

A few of his works to share (the quality of the recordings isn't necessarily the best and you can hear the audience sometimes):
Amicus Meus from Officium Hebdomadae Sanctae
Caligaverunt Oculi Mei from Officium Hebdomadae Sanctae
O Vos Omnes from Officium Hebdomadae Sanctae
Ecce Quomodo Moritur from Officium Hebdomadae Sanctae


I am often touched by folk stories and folk tales, myths and legends. There's an old folk belief, a legend that I once read, of which I am fond and which has left an impression; when I had first read it, it had a profound effect. I have mentioned it on Lit before and to several people from Lit separately (including the threadstarter). According to the belief, on the 24th of April, the Eve of the Feast of St. Mark, if you wait outside the Church, at Midnight, the doubles of everyone who will die in the course of the following year with go by in procession into the Church.
 
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today....

seeing a friend's sadness from 1000s of miles away and feeling that she is unreachable by me... nearly ripped my soul out.....

and saving me....

grand daughter riding to work with me and Belting out i"I Love Myself Today" by Bif Naked... and so proud of herself that she "sang the whole song, Grammie!"

my soul remained where it should with only the slightest wound left to heal.....
 
a text message that says

i hope youre safe home but i wish you were still here. Missing you already.

:heart: :rose: :heart:
 
Today I m touched by my daughter trying to express her gratitude, finally fgiving p and just saying

"very thank you mummy."

and kissing me.
 
I was doing a tarot reading for a friend last night and I was left so incredibly drained that I slept for a full 5 hours. That has not happened in months.

I was touched at the amount of energy (regardless of good or bad) that was released and set free. It is so true what is said about being able to let go of something in order to get it back.
 
Nirvanadragones said:
The title for this thread comes from the lyrics of the song I am kissing you by Desiree from the Romeo and Juliet Soundtrack. (1996) This song never ceases to touch me deeply. I remember driving in my car with two international business colleagues about 3 year back, from the airport to a business meeting, and hearing this song on the radio. It was hard to explain that I was absolutely ok, despite the tears rolling down my cheeks.

Touch
To cause or permit a part of the body, especially the hand or fingers, to come in contact with so as to feel
To be pertinent to; concern: environmental problems that touch us all.
To affect the emotions of; move to tender response: an appeal that touched us deeply.
To color slightly; tinge: a white petal touched with pink.
To draw with light strokes.
To change or improve by adding fine lines or strokes.
To touch someone or something.
To be or come into contact
The act or an instance of touching.
The physiological sense by which external objects or forces are perceived through contact with the body.
A sensation experienced in touching something with a characteristic texture: felt the touch of snowflakes on her face.

We have a " simply blurt out love" thread and a "love is" thread. We have lit radio and movie quotes and other quotes. This is a space for us to share what touches us at any given time. For me, i find significant meaning in every day life... my daughter bringing home a little wild flower. A song that I have heard many times before, but today I " hear" it for the first time and allow it to infiltrate every part of my being. A memory from a rainy day... the fragrance of ylang ylang.

When we are touched, something has meaning to us - and we feel. The emotions vary from happiness, to intense longing and sadness... So come here to share when something has touched you deeply. Whether it be a poem - music, something someone said to you. A movie, a painting, nature, a memory, a fragrance. an event, a familiar comfortable sweater. Anything significant. Share it with us, and if you want, share why it has touched you and how it makes you feel.

I was touched by the depth of your ability to feel as deeply as you do, and anyone who also enjoys ylang ylang is just fine with me.
Most of my strongest and deepest fellings have been aroused by nature, one particular stormswept sea overlooked by a bruised sky.....
The strongest feelings of all are from loving and being loved back.
Thank you for starting the thread Nirvanadragones, it stirred some wonderful memories.
 
What a fantastic thread, Nirvana :rose: :)

Mine is a small section of "Tripping", by Robbie Williams. I got punished for speaking out at work when I saw things going on that were wrong, and eventually I got worn down to the point where my immune system crashed, and I'm still struggling to get over it.

I was listening to this song when I was on my way for a blood test. It was at this moment, listening to this song, when I finally thought fuck this job and made the decision to go my own way.



I know its coming - there's going to be violence
I've taken as much as I'm willing to take
Why do you think we should suffer in silence?
The heart is broken there's nothing to break

All is wonderful in past lives
Dreaming of the sun she warms,
You should see me in the afterlife
Picking up the sons of dust

When you think we're lost we're exploring
What you think is worthless
I'm adoring
You don't want the truth the truth is boring
I've got this fever, need to
Leave the house
Leave the car
Leave the bad men where they are
I leave a few shells in my gun
N' its Got me staring at the sun....
 
scheherazade_79 said:
I was listening to this song when I was on my way for a blood test. It was at this moment, listening to this song, when I finally thought fuck this job and made the decision to go my own way.
i love a good epiphany

This morning... the look on my mom's face... i immediately sat down at the table... "What's up?" asks i.... "i love you," she replies and i'm freaking! She is very vocal except when it comes to the L word.... she usually replies 'i know' when i say it to her...

She is going to be having surgery asap to remove a para-thyroid with a tumor.... *sigh* She is obviously more nervous than she is saying out loud.... which in turn... gets my heart thumping and my mind racing... i'll be searching for calm today...
 
a very hard phone conversation

me - - should i have stayed?
her - - no
me - - why not?
her - - you know why not
 
Today, the rains. Yes, plural, because anything coming down in sheets like that cannot be singular.

- A raindrop clinging on to the greenest green leaf on the tree outside my window, poised, ready to fall.
- The colony's children playing outside, getting drenched. Arms outstretched and eyes closed.

It's beautiful.
 
Enya: On your shore

I remember winter on the most beautiful beach (winter in my heart, winter in the season) with this song never far behind

Strange how
my heart beats
To find myself upon your shore.
Strange how
I still feel
My loss of comfort gone before.

Cool waves wash over
and drift away with dreams of youth
so time is stolen
I cannot hold you long enough.

And so
this is where I should be now
Days and nights falling by

Days and nights falling by me.
I know
of a dream I should be holding
days and nights falling by
Days and nights falling by me.

Soft blue horizons
reach far into my childhood days
as you are rising
to bring me my forgotten ways

Strange how I falter
to find I'm standing in deep water
Strange how
my heart beats
to find I'm standing on your shore
 
Getting old with a friend.

We sat on the river bank last night, watching the sun sliding behind the trees, with our feet in the water, discussing all our ailments and health problems with absolute brutal honesty.

It struck me that we were both at the age where things start going wrong with your health, but I couldn't get depressed over it because we were too busy laughing at ourselves and each other.
 
Wow ... Just love the title
and the words in this thread.
Sexy and inspirational ~

Just me ~

touch me
touch me deep
deeper still
till morning folds in
night becomes friend
closer please
touch

touch me
deep inside, for
no one or nothing
compares
could ever
touch me
as you

my love
touch, outside in
relieve all tiny trials
of doubt
worry. deeper baby
touch so deep
my walls

cave in
surrounding
milking memories of us
with every touch
every sensitive stroke
of body to soul
petting out purrs
content only

when you touch me
touch me deep
deeper still
till morning folds in
night becomes friend
closer please
touch me ...
 
Nirvanadragones said:
Beautifully powerful... :rose:
Yes, it was. And she is. I don't love her for nothing. *smiles*

Today, sharing some jamuns with my mom. That might not seem a 'deep touch' moment, but we don't have a very good relationship, and small things like that take on meaning when we consider how far apart we are to each other.
 
RhymeFairy said:

when you touch me
touch me deep
deeper still
till morning folds in
night becomes friend
closer please
touch me ...


Intense image... thank you so much :rose:
 
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