I said I wouldn't write
A poem about you.
It doesn't quite seem fair.
But your lips showed me
I could be kissed.
Your hands showed me
I could be touched
Your arms showed me
I could be wrapped up safely again.
It doesn't need to last forever.
It doesn't even need to last till tomorrow.
All that matters
Is that last night
My heart was warm again.
YOU ARE READING
The Heart Doctor
PoetryTravelling through the world of love and hurt. It's a train that will not stop when you want to. But god what a journey.
