T – Touch

The side of you
That refuses
Taction, a bond, or
Ties to intimacy,
Thanks you.
The rest of you,
Trimbles awaiting
Tender completeness.
Though love suffered,
Time will heal,
Then
Take a minute,
Touch again, and
Trust love’s encore.

26 thoughts on “T – Touch

  1. I feel like plucking the petals of the daisy ~ to find out if the love is true or not 🙂 But your words already explain this all so clearly ~
    “Then
    Take a minute,
    Touch again, and
    Trust love’s encore.”
    Beautiful words and thought once again Audrey.

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  2. Aw, I love the thought of Love having an encore, and of course it does have one, just never looked at it that way until I read your lovely poem. 🙂

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