That day you touched my arm

That day you touched my arm, it seemed
That air was thicker than it used
To be; and even if I dreamed
That fettered things at last were loosed-

No truer tale, could lips reveal
In matrimonial embrace,
No gilded link would ever seal
The treasure hid by white lace;

And thinking that my secret lie
In places undisclosed, and still;
I was surprised to find that I
Had wrote it, on the window-sill.

Pendemic
What a great way to write this piece, romantic truths and mystery all rolled into one piece! Great write.

Sandra Dodd
what did this person write onthe window sill dying to know! Like this one

sonetta
what a romantic write...secrets and intrigue!

yelena
Poetic beauty in its finest, Patti. Treasure lines :)

carol
love forever love the white lace

Susan Jarvis
A beautiful poem with a classic, romantic feel...and then...the wry wink of the closing line. Superb! :)

Ernestine Northover
Love the ending of this one. Great rhythm all the way through and I really enjoyed the read.

Kerry O'Connor
Hi, Patti! A wonderful convolution of truth and secrets told as only you can. Brilliant imagery.