That Lasting Touch

Art by Linda Tso Art

Touch by a hand;
Felt by your ways into the pleasures of the night;
Captured by your hand;
From a touch that entered my heart;

 
Shaken by a gentle touch;
 by your hand;
As I'm grasping what pleasures entered into my hands;

 
I'm sadden you'll leave,
Sadden for one last smile,
Sadden for your last touch;

Only to say,
"A touch from your hand,
makes me smile,
A smile makes me want to be;"
 
 

I knew the touch,
that tender way we were,
The tender touch,
as if it fell to my side;
Like a angel of softness,
 
 

With all my heart,
Shaken by a single touch,,
Separated by each others play,
Grasp by another that is the hurt  felt,
as we said our byes that night;
 
 

Not many souls can be touched,
even though many have reached out,
many have not felt hands persuade one to love so tenderly;
as you've when you touched me;

 
Many are strong;
Many are in hunger;
For a lasting touch;
Our touch is like a flame,
should never burn out but last eternally,
 
 

If our love was again,
It would give way to the sunrise ;
To be touched by depth in the same warm way,
As you've touched me;
in each meeting of our souls;
 

For your love was like a kindred spirit,
Touched by my gentle hand;
Only to be whisked away by a moments breeze;
 
 

Captured by your hand in tender persuasion,
 your hand was there for me,
Leaving many memories;
 
 

Touched by your hand in kindred spirit,
 in a everlasting touch;
For love is from within our hands,
that can reach out and touch ,
give meaning in making love;
 
 

@Hanger