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He Touched Me

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Elizabeth Santos
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0 posted 12-03-1999 10:59 PM       View Profile for Elizabeth Santos   Email Elizabeth Santos   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Elizabeth Santos

An impromptu poem

He Touched Me

Across a room I saw him there
And thought I recognized the face
Perhaps his spirit I remembered
From another time and place
But it seems that he remembered me
And was startled at a friend to see
And somehow he touchred me

I think I fell in love that day
But time was short and moments few
And I regretted in a way
Leaving one I never knew
I thought again I'd never see
This man who left to sail the sea
But he touched me

One day a letter came to me
Though we were continents apart
His eloquence enraptured me
And filled a young and happy heart
I cried a thousand joyful tears
But would not see his face for years
But his music touched me

Then quite by chance or luck or fate
I came to see his face once more
In a distant place we then embraced
I fell in love forever more
But time was short and moments few
He had important things to do
But at last he touched me

Then life took twists and turns, it seems
I was somewhere I didn't want to be
In circumstances strange to me
And saw what I didn't want to see
But thoughts of him would never fade
The loss of love I dearly paid
For he still touched me

Though oceans always came between
Fate would bring us close once more
For among the billions on the earth
Years later through an open door
I saw his face, he looked my way
On a New York City summer day
And our eyes touched

We spent some time over wine
I told him of my love for him
And he confessed the same of me
As the cafe lights began to dim
But time was short and moments few
I had important things to do
But his words touched me

More turns of fate on through the years
Made me aware the path he chose
But even now the fire burns
Though loved ones fill my happy home
My heart no longer makes demands
To see his face or touch his hand
But he is always with me

Elizabeth Santos
Sorry if this was boring
© Copyright 1999 Elizabeth Santos - All Rights Reserved
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1 posted 12-03-1999 11:03 PM       View Profile for caroline   Email caroline   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for caroline

Boring??? HARDLY! It is beautiful! A sad story, told in such a lovely verse. I love it

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It's not the love you fear, but the fall from the height~Edwin McCain

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2 posted 12-03-1999 11:36 PM       View Profile for Elizabeth   Email Elizabeth   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Elizabeth's Home Page   View IP for Elizabeth

Very sweet, Elizabeth! I didn't find it boring at all~I thought it was a beautiful story.

Elizabeth
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3 posted 12-03-1999 11:46 PM       View Profile for Marge Tindal   Email Marge Tindal   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Marge Tindal's Home Page   View IP for Marge Tindal

Elizabeth, my friend ...

You touched me with your gentle verse.
So wonderful to meander through the
memories with you. If he wasn't real
in your life ... well, he was in mine.
And for the 'touching', I thank you.
~Marge~


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4 posted 12-03-1999 11:49 PM       View Profile for Seymour Tabin   Email Seymour Tabin   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Seymour Tabin

Elizabeth,
Another excellent poem love it.
Elizabeth Santos
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5 posted 12-04-1999 12:01 AM       View Profile for Elizabeth Santos   Email Elizabeth Santos   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Elizabeth Santos

Thank you all for reading
After I wrote this I tried to delete it but can't figure outhow the blasted thing works. So now my heart is an open book, and a boring one at that
But thanks for your comments
Liz
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6 posted 12-04-1999 12:07 AM       View Profile for Elizabeth   Email Elizabeth   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Elizabeth's Home Page   View IP for Elizabeth

I'd tell you how to delete your posts, Elizabeth, but I don't want you to do that!!! Here, I think ALL our hearts are "open books" (after all, poetry expresses what you truly feel) and yours is most certainly not boring. I enjoy your poems, so keep 'em coming!

HUGS

Elizabeth
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Wonderful! You've touched me for sure. I've had one of those I still wonder about! sweet memories...

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8 posted 12-04-1999 08:23 AM       View Profile for Nan   Email Nan   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nan's Home Page   View IP for Nan

Boring is NOT a word I would ascribe to this piece, Elizabeth - It's very touching.... to say the least...
 
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