Dec 2013
On that second
the tip of your finger
touched my skin,
for a brief moment
angels flew,
paralyzing me
taking my breath –
taking everything away.
the tip of your finger
touched my skin,
for a brief moment
angels flew,
paralyzing me
taking my breath –
taking everything away.
I dreamt of this poem, when I woke up I wrote it right away so the feeling would be fresh, and alive.
I am amazed on how these few words reflect how I feel.
I am amazed on how these few words reflect how I feel.
