I reached for you,
You reached for me.
It wasn't really planned,
But when we touched,
The magic sparked.
I felt my heart expand.
**
I reached. You reached.
We touched again,
I knew it then and there.
That this was
The beginning
Of the answer to my prayer.
**
We never felt
The need to reach
For anybody new.
Because if either
Had a need,
The other would come through.
**
I reached for you,
You reached for me,
We walked life hand in hand.
And looking back,
Our lifelong love,
Is rare in any land.
**
I reached for you,
but now you're gone.
Your absence left a hole.
Some sweet, fine day,
We'll reach again,
Where I can touch your soul.
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Julie Lacksonen
Julie has been a music teacher at a public school in Arizona since 1987. She enjoys writing, reading, walking, swimming, and spending time with family.
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So romantic. Soulmates finally collided.
Beautiful, it is wonderful to reach out and care for each other and then touch
This is so tender and heartfelt. The closing lines especially carry such a bittersweet beauty. 💜
That last stanza was so sad. Loved your poem!
Beautiful.
A lovely ode to love, Julie.