Poem for her 118

Dear Readers,



Slightly Touching


Her hands on my hands
Her lips on my lips
Her hands to my skin
Her skin to my hands
Her fingers on me
My fingers on her

Breath of the night air
Sunshine on her hair
Cards on the table top

Our hands move together
Softly moving into each other
Dancing the night away
Kissing palms
Drawing in that first kiss
Of evening

Always
Forever
Slightly
Touching
Her


Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.