Just One Touch of Your Hand
Just one touch of your hand
and I taste the late evening stars
It would help me forget
the last sound of poured rain
yet it makes me remember
those undying sparks
Just one touch of your hand
and I live once again
in moonlit yesterdays
I'd belong to that time
When you came in my life
Looked me straight in the eyes
and rekindled old flames
Just one touch of your hand
and you're mine
You're mine and mine alone
You're the breeze on my cheek
the smile in my sleep
You're the feeling I feared
yet a feeling I need all along
You're the present and past
You're the dew in the dust
You're the moment,the memory
You're mild passions once born
An emotion's serenity.
Just one touch of your hand
makes this heart understand
that the sun would never be gone
Its never too late to reach heaven's gate
To whisper I love yous as I place a blue rose
on your marbled headstone.
Just a note-Absence or death are not the end of love
but only the beginning of a feeling that is deeper
than love itself...
And I have loved you more than love itself..
a fiction poem
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