At a Touch


At a touch

you can know

more about a person

than all the words


will ever tell you

a friend

will feel different

from a foe

against our skin

 some people are silk

others are wool

some are sandpaper

others are quicksand

there are the electrics

the fluids

the sticky

the rough

the soothers

the bruisers

the sensitive

and the surprise

of a hand in the dark finding light it can’t see but can feel

the moment fingertips meet

what is experienced

by touch

can leave a lasting impression

or no trace at all


“At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.”
― Plato