As I usually do, I have written a free verse poem in response to last week's prompt (sorry for the tardiness of posting!)
"Every touch matters..."
wiping a crumb from the corner of my mouth...
blowing a lash off my cheek to make a wish...
tickling my nose with a feather while I nap...
pinky-swearing secrets to the grave...
that delicate not-even-there feeling just before two hands meet...
tipping a tear off my face before it has the chance to roll...
nothing is too small to feel...
not even the brush of a baby's eyelash
in a whispery kiss as soft as lace...
Every touch matters.
