Touch

Touch

A Poem by Paul Pruett
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Her fingers have a hold of my soul.

Gentle iron that will ne’er release me.

Time nor distance nor the physics of God’s universe can keep us apart.

Late at night or days upon end I hear her call.

Across the great divide of the land.

Our souls are one.

Entwined, seemingly thus forever.

It seems I can not escape.

Do I wish to?

No.

Stretch out you hand once again.

Bless me with your flesh.

I shudder at the mere thought of it.

A tear leaps to my eye without it.

Do not deny me.

I fall to my knees.

A goddess come down, gracing me with her silken touch.

Do so thus forever.

 

© 2014 Paul Pruett


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This reminds me of years ago, I was with a man who loved me so deeply, so completely, he fell to his knees in the pouring rain to plead with me not to go. So romantic. So many worlds apart. If only I knew then what I know now. Again, a beautiful portrayal of love and everything that comes with it.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Paul Pruett

11 Years Ago

Thank you.



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This reminds me of years ago, I was with a man who loved me so deeply, so completely, he fell to his knees in the pouring rain to plead with me not to go. So romantic. So many worlds apart. If only I knew then what I know now. Again, a beautiful portrayal of love and everything that comes with it.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Paul Pruett

11 Years Ago

Thank you.

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Paul Pruett
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I am a former actor now a restaurant mangager who inaddition to writing poetry, which I have been doing all my life, I also write short fiction and screenplays. more..