I want to touch what
I have only seen, to taste
the lips that haunt me
Slide my hands over
smooth, warm skin, tease the hairs at
the back of the neck
I want to feel real
arms wrapped around me, instead
of the chilled air here
I need to laugh and
smile, crave the attention that
eludes me most times
I want to feel real,
not like a dream forgotten,
a thought tossed aside
Let me know once you managed - and how you did it!
Love
Amira
Love Tinka
Love and hugs,
Eileen
phrasing, rhythmn, the structure of each stanza ...well done.
TX