When I’m writing simply for the pleasure that I find
Surprising when others’ comments come to mind
Like ‘You are so good with your words” by a vixen
After all I tend to write with thoughts of a woman.
When the words roll off the keys with sensitively
It’s just that I have caressed them ever so softly
Writing with my eyes closed seeing memories again
Gliding over keys as if they were goosebumps on skin.
When the words come across as a tender touch
It’s only that I have longed to feel you so much
Every curve of the verses as a picture they draw
Leave me breathing softly, as if of you I’m in awe.
When each posting is made and the words are sent
I sit back and ponder if you read what I have meant
Too often we never know the depth of those we touch
So for now I write, to let you know I care this much.