I wish...

I wish I had touched you
with the love I had ready
to open before you.

I wish I had touched you
with more than a farewell kiss
of summer eyes.

I wish I had held you,
not just shy fingertips
meeting by chance.

I wish I had touched you
last night, all alone,
as the long dark grew deeper.

I wish I had touched you,
but I know that I did...

For I touched you
somewhere deep
as surely as you
touched me.