Your Touch by Rosemary J. Gwaltney
Your hands and your eyes speak louder
To my heart than life
Move my mind more swiftly than the wind
Flare my soul with more heat than the sun
Melt my body more tenderly than water
The touch of your big hand
So loving on my welcoming skin
Ever awkward from your boyhood
Endearing in its uncertainty
Even after thirty-six years
Its rough skinned warmth
Speaking worlds of love to me
In its eternal gentleness -
So reassuring through life's storms ...
Even the one when you were flung
Behind the glass - apart from me;
For even in that nightmare time,
The matching of your hand to mine
Still comforted my spirit
As ever it will do
As ever it will do
To my heart than life
Move my mind more swiftly than the wind
Flare my soul with more heat than the sun
Melt my body more tenderly than water
The touch of your big hand
So loving on my welcoming skin
Ever awkward from your boyhood
Endearing in its uncertainty
Even after thirty-six years
Its rough skinned warmth
Speaking worlds of love to me
In its eternal gentleness -
So reassuring through life's storms ...
Even the one when you were flung
Behind the glass - apart from me;
For even in that nightmare time,
The matching of your hand to mine
Still comforted my spirit
As ever it will do
As ever it will do
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This is a tribute to the man I have loved since childhood, my dear husband. I expect I will feel the same when I am ninety. He brings out the girl in me still.
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Unbelievable! - Marion |
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Rosemary, Your words truly touch me. I find myself reading this poem over and over and every time it overwhelms me. That kind of love is a gift and you are an inspiration. May your love last a thousand lifetimes... Lynn - Lynn |
