What lies beyond the shallowness of surface,
what secrets do you keep, locked up inside?
I would swim all day, in your eyes,
and test the temperature of your lies,
if I knew I wouldn't drown in the sweetness
of the words.
Instead, I'll watch you; from a distance,
where I can catch my breath, and feel
noon time sun wash over me; I'll watch
you play rough games in deep water.
YOU ARE READING
Please Don't Touch
PoésiePlease Don't Touch is my first self-published book of poetry, written and published originally in 2012. #51 in Poetry, 3 June, 2017 #85 in Poetry, 4 June, 2017 #108 in Poetry, 25 May, 2017 #136 in Poetry, 26 May, 2017 #149 in Poetry, 24 May, 2017 #1...
