Touch-Me-Not

“Touch me not!” she said as he came close

While trumpets and confetti flew in the air

The flowers danced and the songs flowed

Off fluttered his soul and landed just there

Right on her bosom,when dewdrops froze

Oh the rhyming and timing that life chose

Bringing so much love, sparkling and rare

Without a touch, eyes met, breath slowed

From two to one, and here from nowhere

It was time to forget all poetry and prose

-R-