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Lady from Dallas
You liked to hold my hand when we walked.
When we were around people you kept
Touching me, putting your hands on me.
Not protectively, but gently laying claim
For anyone's eyes who might be interested
In what was yours.
Virginia, I never let you know how I felt
About that subtle clinging. You asked once
Does it bother you that I like to touch you like I do?
I just shrugged, turned away, not wanting to
Say what I really felt, afraid it would clash
With the macho image I had at the time.
After all these years I'd like to tell you.
face to face how I felt, but it's too late
I'm sorry. But your possessiveness, even
Though whisperingly delicate, sent jolts of
Pride throughout my body. I was so proud
You let everyone know I was your man
İMay 30, 2011 / Jerry Pat Bolton
When we were around people you kept
Touching me, putting your hands on me.
Not protectively, but gently laying claim
For anyone's eyes who might be interested
In what was yours.
Virginia, I never let you know how I felt
About that subtle clinging. You asked once
Does it bother you that I like to touch you like I do?
I just shrugged, turned away, not wanting to
Say what I really felt, afraid it would clash
With the macho image I had at the time.
After all these years I'd like to tell you.
face to face how I felt, but it's too late
I'm sorry. But your possessiveness, even
Though whisperingly delicate, sent jolts of
Pride throughout my body. I was so proud
You let everyone know I was your man
İMay 30, 2011 / Jerry Pat Bolton
Published 24th Jul 2017
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Anonymous
24th Jul 2017 5:17pm
Jerry, this made me cry in its vulnerability and in its absolute beauty...
She knows...she always did...her asking you was her wanting that vulnerability then...but she sees it and knows it because from afar, one's heart can't be disguised...take solace in that my friend.
Love to you
xoxo Taryn
She knows...she always did...her asking you was her wanting that vulnerability then...but she sees it and knows it because from afar, one's heart can't be disguised...take solace in that my friend.
Love to you
xoxo Taryn
24th Jul 2017 5:26pm
I know you are right, and even as young as I was back then I recognized how she meant for her touching me meant. And you can damn well bet I took/take solace from it.
Love back . . .
Love back . . .
25th Jul 2017 11:38pm
I love to touch,hold and cling onto my loved one. I love being held back too. A quick rub of the head as he walks past,a quick touch of the hand as he walks past. Not protectively, but gently laying claim. :)
25th Jul 2017 11:58pm
I hear you, viveakastone666. I understand those who like to go into their "touching" feeling. You can always tell if it was "gently laying claim," or very possessive. Thank you for stopping by.
