Warm Touch

Warm Touch

A Poem by Qavah Simchah

Our fingers brush,
A brief warm touch,
I know I'm safe, but
Won't look up

An innocent touch? No,
You knew my skin;
I know your hands
Once pulled me in

Now, our fingers brush
For a brief warm touch--
How can you forget
Someone you want so much?

© 2014 Qavah Simchah


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This heartfelt piece is simply beautiful and thank you for sharing.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Qavah Simchah

10 Years Ago

Aw thanks!

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Qavah Simchah
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I am a moment person. I love the little moments in life, the things we often take for granted. This is one reason why writing attracts me. Writing wants the moments. Writing demands that you observe t.. more..

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