Before My Fingertips Forget

by Penny Wilson Writes, posted in Poetry, Uncategorized

It’s been too long.

Once I knew every line,

every nuance of you.

I knew your touch

and the smell of your hair.

I knew the way you cocked your head

when something I did puzzled you.

Or the slight upturn of your mouth

when you looked in my eyes.

I knew the taste of your lips.

But it’s been too long.

The shade of your eyes

I’m sure were blue.

But I see them as just haze

in my mind.

I want to feel the stubble of your beard,

before my fingertips forget.

 

Copyright © 2017 Penny Wilson

17 thoughts on “Before My Fingertips Forget”

      1. By the way, thanks for nominating me. I don’t participate but I am humbled and honored. I’ve been having a hard time with my knee and haven’t been on much or posting. Hugs to you dear Penny 😃💛

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