Suddenly all I feel are your

hands on mine, rough and warm;

your heartbeat disrupts

the chaos, a welcome reprieve;

your fragrance clings to the

strands of my hair

and finally, I can breathe;

the world shrinks to just


and just me,

and I sense in the thickened air

that everything is OK.


2 thoughts on “Contact

  1. meredithabe August 28, 2015 / 4:08 am

    I love it!! Absolutely beautiful!!

  2. Michael Stalcup (@stalcupojoy) October 1, 2017 / 1:40 am

    Beautiful, Ingrid. I love how this poem engages different senses, but not sight. I can see this one being interpreted in a few different ways, but to me, this is a beautiful description of God’s invisible but intimate presence coming upon us. Love it!

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