If someone else understands then perhaps they could help me name this one...

Sometimes I just feel like crying,
     A kiss brings no shivers
          A touch no response
                except, perhaps, to stop
                    for I embarrass him
     Immune is he to my touch
           nothing sends shivers down his spine
                 all is an act, something he does in mockery
     To often then not, I am left in soft memories of him
           with one kiss I am his
                 a gentle touch can be more then words
     Always I am his
            but never is he mine