Fleeting Touch Poem by Midnight Clarity

Fleeting Touch

Rating: 5.0


Day spins through
time zones
like the world
my morning
is your afternoon
your night time
my delight
with tea
with sandwiches
and as I slide
to sleep
you wake
to dance again.

souls and dreams
our only point of contact.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mary Gordley 08 February 2008

And half way around the world how many read and dream as you write the next wonderful poem?

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Midnight Clarity

Midnight Clarity

Isles of Scilly living in Barbados
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