YOUR TOUCH


What if I had to dream it all again
Would the stars shine differently
And autumn find leaves not fallen
The days might be longer but I would long for the night

On evenings splendid with cool air
Your hand in mine
Walking through white snow covered ground
Conversations of life's small joys

Taking a second in time to see your eyes
A caress of souls joining into one
The miracle of love, a simple task
Crying lonely as the moon looks down

Together, separately seeking one another
A search that has found us, so many lost
What if I had to dream it all again
I would stop at your touch

Michael V Hechtman Copyright 2000