like a whisper my hand plants in yours
unaware
scared you’ll pull away.
no I pull, no risk, can’t risk
when you sleep sometimes, I steal a touch,
placed my hand upon your back but only for a moment. sometimes you reach out to me take my hand I feel life unfolding like a breath knowing it will be gone soon.what is it that makes your touch so powerful?
only you
it holds me in fear and awe,
i wish for it
that you will snuggle toward me in the night needing melike air.
11/5/2013 – fairway, kansas