Years From Now Poem by Matty Reynolds
Years From Now
Years from now we may
Not need to touch each
Other all the time.
But this morning your
Light brushing of my
Hand as I held you in bed
For the first time since August.
Almost half a year had passed
Since you laid in my arms,
Since I breathed your breaths,
Since I felt your skin warm upon mine.
Years from now, we may
Not need to touch each
Other all the time.
But if God is above,
I pray that we will.
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