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.

Liam