An Unhurried Touch
I don't want the physical contact of sex. I want the physical contact of love. The joy of unexpected hugs from that special someone as they sneak up behind you while your cooking. Holding hands while you do the grocery shopping. Being tangled up in each others arms, watching a movie together. Soft kisses to pass the time, while you listen to the rain on a lazy Sunday. An unhurried touch of a lover who finds comfort in holding you as well as being held by you.
Seems impossible to find.