Poem: Before the Touch
Before you touch.
Before her hands intertwine with mine.
Before we greet, eyes
Moist with the dew of dawn.
Appreciate the subtlety.
Enjoy the knowing that you’re also being absorbed.
Soaked into fabric of her mind.
What ever soul might be,
be it this.
A magical, invisible yet intangible touch.
It’s pungency lingers like carnations.
Carrying my heart out of my body.
I’m flooded with words,
Awed in standing silence.
Quivering our lips smile & we meet
The moment beautiful.