Gentle Touch

Gentle Touch

A Poem by Willard Wells
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Sleep

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Laying down this night

feeling restless, so no sleep.

Thoughts racing in the dark,

already looking for the light.


First a gentle touch,

as a finger reaches my shoulder bare.

A hand now resting on my chest,

gives me pause as I start to rest.


Then a leg gently

draped across me,

feeling the warmth,

my love close.


Now her body

wrapped to me,

like pretzels intertwined.

A gentle sleep is now mine.

© 2016 Willard Wells


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Who wouldn't rest well with such a thought to bed them?
These moments do not just happen. They are the flowers from the garden of well cared for relationships.
Enjoy your well earned rest!
Be well.

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 8 Years Ago


Willard Wells

8 Years Ago

I have this touch nightly and it helps me rest. Until my brain kicks in and she's a sleep and I star.. read more

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Added on December 11, 2015
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Willard Wells
Willard Wells

Sacramento, CA



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Photography and words are my activities to try and keep an over active mind under control. For the most part my pieces have been short since that's how I'm wired. I would like to write something longe.. more..

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