what if this gentle fool you know
reached out a hand placed it just so
upon your cheek
and ran his fingers through your hair
would you lean into his caress
closing your eyes take in a breath
and cup his hand in yours
day after day
this intimate exchange
below the surface is restrained
he holds his breath
and slowly goes insane
© 2015 Frederick Andrew ~ All Rights Reserved
PAD Nov 2015 day (8) http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/november-pad-chapbook-challenge-2015