A chance sighting of the first line triggered the rest of the poem to form.
Untouched - 06 Oct 13
An untouched world
Small whispers
Resound through me
Gentle kisses
Brush my mind
Wake me
Soft touches
From a world
Never touched
But one who knows
Me
And all I am
In a way this is a continuation of the Love poem series, once again with a different feel.
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so poignant that they've never touched, yet an intimate relationship ~ love this!
ReplyDeleteI agree, sometimes the relationship is purely on the Spiritual level.
DeleteI Love your comments dani ♥ thank you for making them.
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