The Touch Of A Hand Is The Touch Of Stars. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

The Touch Of A Hand Is The Touch Of Stars.



For one who wish for the touch of respect thus one dream of being in the arms of the angel the more one wish for there a star that will touch the heart that wish for respect but when one see a rose that been touch with respect for once heart is like a rose yet for every touch of respect is like being touch by the family of the angel of respect just to see a rose in full bloom for one wish just to feel the touch of respect but the touch of a hand is the touch of stars.


For every moment that one feel the touch of respect thus one see a star that will touch a heart that wish for the touch of respect for every rose that been touch for eyes of the heart that wish for respect shall feel a warm smile that will touch the sky like the morning sun just to feel the night breeze that whisper the sweet sound of respect just for a heart that wish for the touch of respect yet the touch of a hand is the touch of stars.


The more one look to the sky the more one feel the touch of the angel but yet where there a heart that is happy for it's the heart that been fill with respect oh how beautiful the night is for one look to the sky and yet when one look to the sky for one see the eyes of the angel for who's eyes sparkle in the night how sweet it is just to be touch by the angel with a heart full of respect for the touch of a hand is the touch of stars.


The touch of a hand is like the touch of a rose that been touch and yet for every rose that one see for a bird will touch the blue sky with the touch of respect but to the family respect mean a lot to the family of the angel of respect but when one feel the sun thus one feel a warm smile that will warm a heart just to feel the heart beat that been touch by the warm smile yet the touch of a hand is like the touch of stars.


Oh beautiful night sky for where is the angel for who's heart is fill with respect some where a heart wish for the touch of respect every min that the smile warm a heart the more one wish for the touch of respect but for every touch of respect the more stronger it will get when a heart is touch with respect when the moon raise thus one will feel the light of light that will touch a heart and yet the touch of a hand is the touch of stars.

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Good even to all the hearts that been touch with respect but it's the land that been touch with respect and yet it the land that one feel when it's the land of the angel with a heart full of respect for the hearts that wish for respect.
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