A simple touch
is what I need,
like a restart button
of mixed feelings
and an happy me.
A simple touch
to feel again
all the things
I gave to you.
A simple touch
to meet again,
to feel everything
we left behind.
A simple touch
is what I need
to stop this nightmare
you made me live.
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The Intimacy of Imperfections
PoetryWith passion, independence and surroundings, The Intimacy of Imperfections captures the inside world of all the feelings and moments we live in our lives. Naitsky presents the most open-minded thoughts and feelings of any individual. The knowledge...
