Hands on my waist,
They pull me close
I look into her eyes,
They hold the cosmos
Hands on my face
They make my heart rush
A kiss on my lips
Makes my cheeks flush
Hands on my chest
My heart they mend
I wake up with a jolt
As the dream ends
I am still in my bed
Alone and cold
Yet another day
With no hands to hold
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Goodbye, Love (✓)
PoetryThese poems follow a heartbroken soul who lost their lover. This book is about falling in love, losing the one you love and moving on from it. Often times they dwell in memories and cry because they miss their love. But slowly they realise that the...
