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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Touch (the sense of touch) (08/05/10)

TITLE: I remember your touch
By Graham Starling
08/11/10


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I remember your touch. Your hand was cool; slender fingers, delicate in my gentle grasp. I was so afraid. So afraid you would pull them away and leave me alone again and empty; hurting; half complete, but you didnít. You smiled into my eyes and left your hand in mine. I remember your touch.

I remember your touch. The soft skin of your cheek; yielding lips against mine; a sensation so complete it needed no sight, no sound, no scent to make it any more perfect. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the gentle caress of your kiss. I remember your touch.

I remember your touch. Cold feet against my back shocking me awake. Hidden moments beneath the covers too precious, too perfect to share with anyone else. A bliss to match no other and the warmth of your body resting against mine; as near one as we two could be. I remember your touch.

I remember your touch. The restraining hand that stilled my anger, the sympathetic hand that banished my fears, the encouraging hand that showed me how much better I could be. I remember your touch.

I remember your touch. Marbled skin and just as cold; just as hard. No breath left in you, just a still form and a list of unspoken regrets. I held onto you for an age, seeking the least hint of warmth in your ice cold fingers; longing for one last embrace. I remember your touch.

I remember your touch. Dimly, through a mist, all the happiness we shared lingers in the warm recesses of my heart. Time heals all wounds they say, but none completely and I still feel the scar where you were torn from my life, the guilt that I was unable to keep you beside me, the fear that if I were to find love again I would lose it as I lost you. The memory of what we had still lingers and gives me hope that somewhere in this life there might be another, but until then I still remember your touch.


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Jeanne E Webster 08/13/10
Very endearing memories of a loved one. A vivid piece on many stages of grieving. Well written description of random thoughts that bounce around in the mind when we lose a dear one.

A little too much emphasis of "I remember your touch"? Good writing and shows deep sensitivity. Blessings. :)
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 08/14/10
OOhh this is a beyond beautiful tribute to a lost love, although with your vivid descriptions it will never be a forgotten love.
AnneRene' Capp 08/15/10
I agree that this would be even better with a few less, I remember you touches, but for those of us who've walked in these shoes...it is a hauntingly accurate expression of such a loss.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 08/19/10
Congratulations for placing in the top 15 of your level and in the top 30 overall.