Monika Beal

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poem - fingertips

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And then, when, our spirits
reached out to touch -
immediately withdrew, timidly
hopeful the connection would be not fleeting…

When, then, an electrifying hush
soared into its highest depths,
to intertwine your and my into
our abiding oneness.

~mb, March 2018