How can you live without touching....it's so amazing...from the gentle stroke of my fingertips across his arm as we watch TV, to rubbing my kids' backs when they sit beside me...I need to touch.

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I like the bed I'm sleeping in, just like me it's broken in; it's not old -- just older.
Like a favorite pair of torn blue jeans, this skin I'm in it's alright with me; it's not old -- just older.....Bon Jovi