Post by Inspire2NADIA on May 23, 2004 20:34:58 GMT -5
Maybe I am trying to say something... I dunno it's just the kind of night when you read this guy's poems and feel like he wrote them because you asked.
I Know This Touch.
Your fingers tell the story
Of David...aching from a
Stones release.
I know this touch.
As you trace an ocean
Down my back -
And unafraid...unafraid,
I part as a wave to the grace
Of your hand.
I know this touch.
From tears that
Long -
To know the taste of your caress.
They remember your touch
And cry for only you.
I know this touch.
Your fingers tell my story.
Copyright © EricpMcCarty
I Know This Touch.
Your fingers tell the story
Of David...aching from a
Stones release.
I know this touch.
As you trace an ocean
Down my back -
And unafraid...unafraid,
I part as a wave to the grace
Of your hand.
I know this touch.
From tears that
Long -
To know the taste of your caress.
They remember your touch
And cry for only you.
I know this touch.
Your fingers tell my story.
Copyright © EricpMcCarty