I wrote this poem after an experience with a pioneer of touch practice - It was an incredibly healing encounter that I just had to put in to words.
I stood in front of you Scared little boy, yet so brave Admired what you do Not yet knowing what you gave Been with you but a moment and still I let Your arms wrap around me Though you hadn't touched me yet The feel of your hands sang out With laughter and smiles Washing away doubt I'd been with a long while As we lay there together A little flame burned And I wondered whether I could have what I yearned If there were nerves now I couldn't tell Eyes wide and aware how I felt your warmth, smelled your smell Blessed hands touched each other As we played and explored Safe with you my Brother Feeling loved and adored Silky warm skin laying still in your grace My chest on your chest Tears rolled down from my face The flood gates burst open Emotions poured out Been held in for years With fear, pain and doubt Let it go, release Was all I knew to do In the space you gave me When you said, "I've got you" Beautiful Heart Sweet, soft soul, like no other Sacred to me forever I love you big Brother
Copyright © Scott Harris | Year Posted 2014
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