TRUE TOUCH
Edward Iacona
I know what it's like to feel her breath
Blending into mine.
I know what it is to hold her close
As our hearts and arms entwine.
I know her voice and her laughter
That makes her eyes glisten and shine
Even when I try to please her
By making a little rhyme…
I know the magic of her songs
When she sings them in my ear;
So softly, sweet and gentle
For I alone to hear.
I can feel her with me everywhere
And this may sound absurd…
The strongest impulse I feel from her
Is when I am touched by her loving word.
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