A Touch Can Tell

A love poem from 1986

The first time I touched her,

my nerves took the fun,

but now when it happens,

I feel she’s the one.

Not’ one and only,

but joy and some care,

She’s nice to look at,

and her mind is aware.

She likes to bewilder,

she loves to be sweet,

She’s got what it takes,

that’s why She’s so neat.

I wish to touch her,

with truth on my mind,

and God truly knows,

that’s damn hard to find.

I hope that it happens,

if not I’ll just see,

if it don’t, well,

okay, its all right with me.

If it does happen,

I’ll be happy inside,

its got to be better than,

all the night that I’ve cried.

She’s ready to be loved,

I know that quite well,

I’d like to be there,

instead of in Hell.

With this I will close,

in hopes there’s a chance,

at having and keeping,

a healthy romance.

Knowman

　

Reviews

[Francesca]

I like this poem, it really shows respect and care for this woman. I like your words and how they connect with each other. Just one thing, sometimes the word "she" is capitalized and sometimes it's not. This poem shows true emotion as we all have hopes of healthy romance. Great poem!

[Black Cat Fever]

This is very sweet and tender. These words speak of love, I think. Nice job on this poem.

[Tina Kline]

This is wonderful, so tender and romantic and nice to see someone looking at someone else with respect on their mind instead of just using them. Nicely done. I really like this one a lot!

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Excellent show of emotions expressed!