Just a Touch
Just a touch…nothing more
When your fingers
Brushed against mine
Or was it mine…that touched yours
And did it linger
For a bit of time
Whoever…whatever…it opened the door
That touch of fingers
That touched my mind
And our fate was sealed
Kismet was set
In that fateful bit of time
To me a caress…no more or less
That at that time
Seemed so sublime
Just a touch…that now I miss so much
When your fingers
Brushed against mine
Copyright © David O'Haolin Whalen | Year Posted 2013
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