by ToolerAthy, Kildare, Ireland
Mar 2014 277 Views 4 comments
Baby steps
Are these the tentative baby steps
Of a chance
For knowing, growing, feeling, holding
To listen and learn
That life holds a promise
Of a new beginning.
The reaching out is edgy
Nervous in sharing
Scraps of who we are
And what we want to be
Going backwards
To a moment when
We will meet
To see is the reality
Not a blind dream
Words written
Words spoken
Emotions, passion, desires
Wants and wishes
For a simple human touch
Wanting to feel a hand
A touch, a kiss
Wanting to see a smile
In a room filled with strangers
Wanting to see face wakening
From a slumber born of an afterglow.
Of a chance
For knowing, growing, feeling, holding
To listen and learn
That life holds a promise
Of a new beginning.
The reaching out is edgy
Nervous in sharing
Scraps of who we are
And what we want to be
Going backwards
To a moment when
We will meet
To see is the reality
Not a blind dream
Words written
Words spoken
Emotions, passion, desires
Wants and wishes
For a simple human touch
Wanting to feel a hand
A touch, a kiss
Wanting to see a smile
In a room filled with strangers
Wanting to see face wakening
From a slumber born of an afterglow.
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Posted: Mar 2014
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This was written with one relationship in mind but it can apply to any. It's that nervous tentative excited feeling you get when you have that somebody special.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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Comments (4)
Well penned.........Mick.
This is lovely writing indeed , filled with longing and romance .
I enjoyed reading this-
It reminds me of some of the sentiments I expressed in one of my poems last year "Human Touch ".
Well done again and I hope you enjoy being part of our wee "Corner "- regards F
A touch, a kiss
Wanting to see a smile
In a room filled with strangers
Wanting to see face wakening
From a slumber born of an afterglow.
So beautiful, so full of passion.