The two of us in the quietness of the room, but her presence was too loud.
You entered,
the room lit up.
Our eyes found each others'-
mine in a search.
A soft touch of hands,
lingering on my skin,
imprinted in my mind.
That rose in your hand;
my heart stopped.
A few words exchanged,
and she,
she's everywhere,
a part of you,
even your speech.
If I hold your hand,
I know,
that now I'll feel her too.
