Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Writer's Wednesday #6


gently touching, softest caress
like a whisper, or
a delicate spring breeze
passing across you, on
a warm sunlit day
my hands drift across
the surface of my love,
more than just a touch
emotion crossing tactile barriers
leaving nothing unshared

written April 17, 1994
updated May 27, 2008

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