A Single Touch Poem by Laa Finita

A Single Touch

Rating: 2.7


The piece of song in the 3rd stanza: the lyric was written by Rafael Alberti; the music was composed by a dear and too soon gone friend and musician, Fernando Moruja.



A single touch
Wondering, untouched,
not a single embrace,
no protective arms,
statue of ice, I became at last.

And then, I felt his hand.

Waking from numbness,
I realized where I was,
reahearsing 'Song Thrirty One',
on my shoulder, was his hand.

What a song Destiny chose
for my awareness of life!

'..I'll never turn into stone.
stone are the ones who never sing,
stone are the ones who never cry,
stone are the ones who never laugh..'

His hand's been returning,
more confident, each time,
between armonies and Springtime,
between Music and laughs.

La Finita

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