Touch Me   2 comments

Morning Mists


 In the stillness of the shadow

 In the quiet mists of the morning

 In the rainbow sparkle of the dew

And in the day that starts anew

I was there…


Touch me…

…with the softness of a feather

….with the sweet scent of mountain heather

 Look with me into the starlit sky above

Let me touch the wonder of your love.

Reach with me into the well of love we share

Hold close and both know that we care

Touch me



Posted June 30, 2012 by PapaBear in Poetry

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2 responses to “Touch Me

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  1. Very beautiful Paul ! 🙂

  2. Absolutely beautiful…. really love this poem.
    Thank you so much Paul.

    With love,

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