Everything that is new or uncommon raises a pleasure in the imagination, because it fills the soul with an agreeable surprise, gratifies its curiosity, and gives it an idea of which it was not before possessed. Joseph Addison

Friday, February 17, 2006

We

You reached for me and brushed my heart and
where you touched you stuck.
Your fingerprints engraved upon the surface of my soul
grew to be a part of me –
in time
your touch was mine.
Your presence
no longer questioned but embraced as though my own.


Phoenix

4 Comments:

Blogger tato fantastico said...

i reached for you and brushed your heart
i only meant to graze it, not stick to it
i reached out in desperation seeking comfort
found a heart i could neither leave nor ignore
and i became a part of you
you became a part of we
and we became.. us

1:29 AM

 
Blogger Unknown said...

Mr Torongo- you never cease to amaze me. Love the comment, thanks!

10:32 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

mr torongo ... nice one

2:23 PM

 
Blogger Clovergirl said...

You guys are so talented!!

And then you check my blog and it's all about dressing up like a princess and how much my pointy shoes hurt me and what my beliefomatic score was.... oh I feel so shallow.... ;-)

1:09 AM

 

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