Immortal Touch

So gently closing,
The outside door.
And stepping softly,
Over the floor.

The light grew dim,
I knew that much.
The air was stirred,
By your passing touch.

My breath was short,
In little sighs.
While moving shadows,
Passed my eyes.

Often my heart,
For you...has yearned.
And waited long,
For your return.

For you...once loved,
In the long, long past.
When least expected,
You came at last.

My vision of you,
I could not share.
And yet...I knew,
You were standing there.

And when the night,
Had traveled on.
I felt for sure,
You had come and gone.

T'was then I knew,
A new light shone.
And that never again,
Would I feel alone.


E.P. 1908 - 1989