His Gentle Touch
His touch, ever so gentle
awakens memories from deep within
his fingers gently caress,
like that of a soft breeze blowing across my skin
brings to the surface a memory of love
believed long dead and best forgotten
I sense a moment where, if he did not stop
I might regret where my heart wants to lead me
remembering all to well a pain never believed possible
his walking away, leaving me in tears
no rhythm, no reason, just pain.
I listened with my heart instead of with my head
his words of love spoken in a moment of time
the passion he expressed with his caresses
shook my very foundation
making me lose all sense of the world around me
I remember the tears, not of happiness
but of extreme and unfathomable sadness
one single tear fell upon my cheek
with a lovers' gentle touch he pressed the tear to his lips
tasting my fears, he vows at that moment
with words unspoken, to never again cause me
to shed tears of sadness, but only tears of love
I feel my heart soften as he looks once again into my eyes
I know that the journey we are about to begin together
will be different this time, for his gentle touch promises me
that this will be so.
©Melody Coster?
Copyright © Melody Coster | Year Posted 2009
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