-Today my lips remembered
The taste of coffee on yours.
One drop
A single tear
A crystal ball holding
The future of what we could have been
We fitted perfectly
Two pieces of a big puzzle
Being held by each other
Being one's and the other's support
The arms like iron bars
Protecting us from all harm
My fingers reaching for yours
Aching for your warmth;
But they never met your silk skin
As our distance grows
Like a wide gap opening between our feet
A dark never-ending deep
For our souls fell in love
Before our bodies could meet
And now they never will.
[Your touch is still alive in my hands
As they dance on my body 3am]
YOU ARE READING
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Poetry"Blue eyes for distant Stars Honey eyes for Sunlight, We are the crashing of waves on sand Tree branches reaching for the bright sky We are where you end and I start; We were made to belong." This is a chapter in a book I am putting together. And t...
