The Poetry Of Tao Writer – The Last Time We Touched

All these words are just a front. What I would really like to do is chain you to my body, then sing for days and days and days.

Hafiz


Tao Writer (April 17, 1948 -)

The Last Time We Touched

How could I have told you
the first time we met,
that you,
had preceded you.
Your smile
seen through wavy hair
your eyes
through tender heart—
Had reached me—
before we ever touched.
Your question brought us closer.
My feebleness,
dampened heart.
Then in the sign
of three times seven—
you, physically reappeared.
How could I have told you,
the first time we met,
that our souls,
had already kissed?