RIC S. BASTASA
How Does On Touch Really And Where? - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA
empathy does not have hands.
neither does sympathy
the touch contemplated is not the kind
that gives the birth of conflict
or scandal that which is based
or molestation of the innocent bleeder
or the soul that walks on the ship's corridor
you ask how do you do the touch
the gentle tap on the shoulder
the soothing words of comfort
like a shower of rain to the
roses that have not felt the water
straight from your heart
right in my heart.
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