Black Poetry : Your Touch

Harry Hyman

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Oct 31, 2003
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Your Touch

You touch and I’m left dangling on a string
with heart expanding and I do believe no
angling will relieve me of its load
for now I’m captured, snared and raptured
by sensations manufactured on a
countdown to a fracture bursting to explode.


Out blast the tingling impacts riding
nerves to every synapse telling knees
and legs they might collapse upon this
flattened floor.
I’m drenched in breathless breathing that
now blinds my heart perceiving why
my lungs and mouth are grieving since
there’s oxygen no more


‘cause your aroma sends me reeling with
hypnotic smell careening into muscle,
flesh and bone at rates which can’t be charted
and I would spend forever basking in your
breath with everlasting hope you’d never
end my gasping only just now started.


And from this magic moment transfixed, I
will find your image did fix in my mind
when Time does insist I have reached my end.
I’ll walk Eternity without the stumbling on
legs and feet made whole from crumbling
‘cause thoughts of you will brace my
tumbling down that breakless bend.


HH
 

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