Song of Touch

For Christopher

Kiss my neck and touch my hair

Hold me where awakes my soul

A hand that reaches for me, always

From now until that hand grows old

In mine.

Wake yourself from dead asleep

To hear me when I can't hold back

A sigh, caress, a heartbeat, all

A way to speak when speaking lacks

The words. 

Always, fear lives underneath

We both have loved, and both have lost

And both have need of certainty 

Before we pay the heavy cost

Of love.

But, when you cannot speak aloud

I can no longer say, in truth

That I hear nothing from you, for

Your song of touch is enough proof

For me.

Reviews

[Distant horizons]

Beautiful write