Just to Touch Her

Let me touch her hand
Caress her cheek

Taste the nectar of her lips

Would that I could hold her in my arms 

What price would I pay?

What could I give in exchange?

For the joy of pressing her body to mine?

Smelling once again the fragrance of her hair 

She lies now, safe in the arms of our Savior

Feeling no sorrow, shame or pain

These are the feelings I have 

The sorrow at her loss

The shame of how I’ve acted

The pain of the pain I’ve caused

 

Does she share the loss, the shame, the pain?

Have her tears been wiped away?

Does she look at me with sorrow in her eyes?

Knowing she is happy and I am filled with loathing 

Can she forgive or does she just forget?

 

Someday, will I hold her?

Gaze into her beautiful brown eyes?

As her love embraces me?

Or will I see only pity? 

 

10/10/12