Should I let your eyes
Pierce mine,
Should I let your hands
Work their way on my curves,
Your skin
On my nerves,
Should I let your fingers
Kiss my lips,
Your arms hold me
Steady bars around my ribs,
Your words
Your voice
Should I let you
In
Once more?
[My heart turned into pieces
My lungs ceased to breathe
My mind swirled with the wind
When I saw you again
Walking casually on my town's streets]
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...
