I will know your face
By the trace of my fingers
Finding your story in the lines,
The etchings of your sorrows
And the crinkles of your smiles.
I will find your love on your lips
And the passion of your soul in your eyes
A touch, a stroke,
That lingers to catch every untold word
Of your times past, times present and times yet to come
Your very self is at my fingertips
For me to find and hold in my heart.