Touching Once

Touching once
And always touched
The most intimate contact
Demands the ultimate trust

A meeting of minds
A quiet shift of my perception
A glimpse behind your mask
And we are reborn in this new conception

With an increased understanding
From two to one, we meld
A fleeting feeling of unity
That may be touched but never held

Now I see through your eyes
As you gaze back from mine
Memories intermingle
As Katras meet and intertwine

We are one, and the other
Never and always, forever
Lost within our new secret self
One and another, apart and together . . .

 

Frank J. Hernandez

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