Touch

Your hands feel like eternity as one moment blends into another

I am lost in the shape of your face

contoured continuum

where a placing of the hand knows every inch of its home

Fingertips have memorized every line

the trace of your lips

Each strand of hair lulls the skin into peaceful poetry

Eyes love what they see

countless sighs that have transposed

from one soul to another

What passes could never compare

to whats always yet to come

Even with no words between us I hear your heart speak

Each line a quiver on my heart

You shake my core with a single touch