Touching

 

 

 

 

Touching

 

Dreaming past snow drifts

Framing the distance

Starlight reflections

Closer than tomorrow

Touching my skin

 

~

Through soft woolen mittens

Ski jacket hugs, turtleneck wishes

Snow angel dreams and icicle kisses

Slipping my heart inside of your pocket

Where it is warm, safe and secure

~

 

Calling in echoes

Across the white valley

Listen to the wind

Feel the wintry whispers

Touching your skin

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Diana]

You make the cold sound so poetic, but I can't help but think it's freezing.

[Jack...]

Actually Diana, it is in the high 60's today here, so not so cold outside, just peotically cold. Thanks so much my friend.

[Diana]

Hah hah. You're fortunate. It's absolutely freezing in Ohio.

[David Scott]

I like the thought of "ski jacket hugs". There are so many ways we can touch others in a meaningful way. It does not have to be sexy or skin to skin. Ah, but the delicate touches of lovers is a blessed way to connect as well...
A very nice winter poem Jack!

[Jack...]

Thanks so much my friend. I appreciate your visit today.

[prachi prangya agasti]

warm and beautiful.... enjoyed.... :)

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Prachi.

[Dr. Wood ?]

lovely stuff jack my friend, All warm and cosy.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much my friend.

[Sami Khalil]

I was drifting in snow beauty upon those white valleys with your wonderful words and imagery. We all need that warmth of love and raise those turtle necked hopes up ...A splendid poem ...:)........................

[Jack...]

Thanks so muc Sami. Just a little winter smile

[Sami Khalil]

good to know...You are welcome...:).....................