Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – Romance🌹 – February 11, 2021

Touch

So long ago, loving hands touched these old ivory keys.
The day you left me roses, your favourite piece of music.
I placed my hands where yours had been,
Knowing I would never see you again.
Those beautiful roses faded, your memory still sharp,
Keeping the pain of lost love alive
Time can be so cruel when memory, I wish,
had faded alongside the roses…

© Anita Dawes 2021

Touch… #Poetry

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When you touch me
Time runs
My skin boils to screaming point
Each fingertip pressure
Sacred joy remembered
You trace my dreams
with scenes of wonder
Love, free from restrictions
made by hollow minds
Where frozen air fills time and space
A screaming point of a different kind
I am called back from dreaming
by warm hands touch…

© anita dawes 2020