I Feel Her Presence
The feel of her warm hand on my thigh
Content she whispers a satisfying sigh
As the night breeze wafts softly in time
To a lonely voice haunting and sublime,
Soft sand and the incoming tide purring
Her gentle squeezing is most reassuring
As my heart beats in rhythm her pulsing
Confirms what earlier I'd been guessing,
Though I am alone her spirit is hovering
Three years have passed; I am recovering
In this place we shared year after year,
And I feel her presence especially here
On the sands en la Playa de los Muertos
Many times we held each other close
In time I knew she would come to me,
If I were in the place where I needed to be.
written November 20, 2021 on
the beach in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico
on the third anniversary of Deb's death
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2021
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