my hand tucked in yours, fingers peeking out you holding on tight, making me secure walking slowly in the park down a path in the dusk of the day, I know I am yours having no need to wonder if you are mine I can tell from the way you move with me for only souls that have become one can move in unison as we do
as the first star twinkles down upon us you lift my hand to your lips, so cool to the touch kissing my palm, bending the fingers closed you say to me, take this and hold if for me my dear one day I will ask you to return it to me then you walked away into the star lit night I could still feel your kiss, so I placed my hand on my lips just to kiss you, until we meet again
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Reviews of "Palm Kiss"
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on August 27, 2003
Sentiments personified. That is how this poem struck me. Personal. Real. Great.
Reviewed by Lorrieann Russell (Reader)
Reviewed on August 27, 2003
I've always considered a kiss on the palm to be far more romantic than on the lips, and you've conveyed that image of romance very well.
Nicely done
Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
Reviewed on August 27, 2003
This is beautiful, so sweetly romantic.
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on August 26, 2003
Oh this is so beautiful from beginning to end so gentle and tender.
PJ
Shirine McVey discovers that twenty years of her life have elapsed since she went to sleep in a hotel room in El Paso, Texas. And worse, she is married to a man she doesn't know.
Nicely done
PJ
~Jackie~
beautifully soft and romantic--well done
(((HUGS))) and love,
karla. :)