That single moment
That moment when only a simple wisp of hair
lays misplaced on my face.
Even then you wipe it away
with a simple brush of your steady hand.
For even in that moment my world is better
because of your touch.
Welcomed Wanderings
"At the end of all our wanderings, we return to the place of our very beginning, and see it, as if for the first time." T.S. Eliot
