Walking

with night closing in several hours before dawn
Her soft smile turned much more than the street lighting on
The rain fell the wind howled but the darkness was gone
From the street from the soul from the heart

Removing her glove she took hold of my hand
My heart beat like the drums in a rock n roll band
Freeing unsentenced feelings locked up in remand
From the cage that surrounded my heart

Her head rested my shoulder ànd weakened my knees
When my arm felt the heat transmitting from her squeeze
Warmth flowed through every vein thawing out the deep freeze
As the icicles fell from my heart

She moved in for the hug that would open the door
Barricaded defences strewn over the floor
My face burned as I shook craving one minute more
Liberty for my battle scarred heart

Though the wind eased her kiss blew my troubles away
In my arms her whole body had took on a sway
Take me home if you're lucky I might let you stay
In my vulnerable healing old heart

Reviews

[poetgurl]

Wow, This is touching and so well written, enjoyed this

[Tepo]

Glad you enjoyed
Thanks for your kind words

[Chris Shaw]

You know the touch of a hand can be electric. So powerful. It can transform feelings. Light fires where none have existed for sometime. Your poem reminded me. Thankyou for that Tepo. Nicely atmospheric.

Chris

[Tepo]

Electric indeed chris
Thank you for your continued encouragement

[Just Kim]

Wow! This is really good. I enjoyed the flow and the rhyming of words. nicely written and expressed

[Tepo]

Thanks very much Kim
Appreciate your time