There is an ache in my bones
That can only be soothed by
Your hands on my skin
I wonder if you feel it too
When we are apart
My hands longing for their matching counterparts
The puzzle pieces of our fingers
You are not my other half
You are a piece of me
The piece that completes the puzzle
You are the sweetest medicine
To stop all hurting
YOU ARE READING
We Write for Fear of Silence
Poezja{My soul put into words. Writing is how I put myself back together again. Writing is how I love.} **all poems are mine** HIGHEST RANKING: #30 IN POETRY & #1 IN TEEN POETRY
