Touch

This poem is for anyone who really cares for someone.

For my funny Bunnies

                                Yummy Gummies

Love Bugs

                                Honey Doves

 

I say soft touch not rushed

Not sexual the gentle feel after love making,

After a sweet heart has asked to be your best friend

This touch is grouped with puppy dog eyes and sunflowers

Call me sensitive it’s before the second kiss after the sunshine clear sky prayer because a wish is in vain.

 

This touch leads to realness in conversations

Words spoken without words spoken

Eye contact that express sincere feeling 

Caring which saves us both from teardrops.

For better than the path of hips and thighs

Innocent groove that is not easily found understood or appreciated.

It proves the difference between a pretty boy and a young man with a sweetheart.

This is touch will protect the intended receiver from any and all harm.

 

This touch is held at the regard of an Infants life because

Just as easily corrupted but in maturity not fragile

It can be miss used, taken for granite, turned on itself, and made frail and finally destroyed

Make no mistake this touch is soft yet firm

Yes naturally sweet and gentle

Not weak

So oh so very powerful with a peaceful hand more than a hippie

As comforting as the hand of God 

It will ease the nerves

Relax the heart on my worst day

I thank God for her touch much more for her heart

I'll say it's better than my mother's on my sick day.

 

P.S. I am sorry because this is a day that I don't know what love means. This is a touch I will only feel as a memory more like a blessed dream. Glad to have known sad to have shown disrespect with the greatest respect most appreciation with the fear of misery but understanding why I write to say sweet kisses Good Bye.