I want to touch your face and
Trace the bridge of your nose.
I want to run my fingers around your
Ears and eyebrows.
I want to outline your lips with my finger tips,
Those soft luscious lips.
Your songs sing in my heart,
And play in my head at daybreak.
But you are not impressed by my love.
You are unmoved by my soul.
And yet I persist, my heart leaves me no choice.
Maybe one day yours will open and let me in.
I want to take nothing away.
I want to soak in your soul,
Feel your breath mix with mine,
Hold your heart in my hands,
Run my finger tips over your body,
And sip the sweetness of your love and fill you with mine.
Would that be so bad?
Nice writing! – helps us understand the actions from the POV of a desperate lover, when otherwise they seem irritating.
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Thank you 🙂
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If only…
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exactly…
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Such a lovely poem!
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Thank you my friend 🙂
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❤️❤️👍🏻👍🏻
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Oh my sweet friend. This is, lovely and poignant. I can totally relate. Mine didn’t work out, the distance was too great, and the damage irretrievably done. I hope it works for you. Xo
Oh my s
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soulsister this is beautiful
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Thank you Franz, I have missed you…. xoxo
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Missed you too…. 🙂
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Wonderful!
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Such a beautiful work!
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Thank you for reading and commenting! 🙂
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Nailed it
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Thanks 🙂
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