Parting Poem by Tony F. Arnold

Parting



The tender way you mussed me
as you rose and brushed me -
when you said good-bye,
bent down and touched my heart in
a simple little parting -
I tried to say so much,
no words to match that touch,
all I did was sigh.
Nothing special just a chat
I want again to sit with you
exchanging points of view.
Discussion after dark'll
stir you and you'll sparkle
I'd really love for that.

Wednesday, October 12, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: friendship,meeting
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