Coming to Terms

by ntv650   Feb 27, 2005


I reach out to stroke your face expecting thin air, a silk appearance embraces it instead.
Opening my mouth, releasing a gasp I struggle to ascertain the sensation at hand.

I feel as though I have been purged of all my sins when your skin touches my skin.
My mind goes blank and I forget everything that matters now that you’re here.

A tender voice fills my head, it echoes off my memories before so faintly real,
That it nearly overwhelmed me to have you walk over and ask to be held near.

I feel your precious body sink into my arms and for a moment all I do is appreciate the bliss,
But every now and again I had to open my eyes to check if this ethereal being really did exist.

You press your lips to mine, I smell your hair all around, trying to speak but there is no sound.
No one told me you were breathing, I didn’t realise you were there.
But now, god now it’s the feeling that I love and the rest I don’t care about.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Amit

    ~ nice write
    ~ take care, 5! always believe in love ~amit