Touch Echo

sounds the unique clicking and pressing all things against each other the clever intimate grinding a light intuitive noise hardly waiting gravel crunching no fear no hesitation a natural pop, clap, whisper and weave two forms meeting a zen uniting skin of one form beguiling a tapping flickering glance a crisp connection fleeting a clandestine

Silver – Walter de la Mare

I must re blog this beautiful piece of poetry by Leroy Watson, I am deeply touched and humbled xxxx