I long to stare into eyes of love
Just once,
and know that they are pure.
Just once I need to have
the hands of the unknown hold me,
and not let me fall,
into the emptiness of life,
sick and begging for a cure.
Just once I need to touch the warmth,
of someone who can understand my lonliness.
To lay down with another
who knows for sure,
that I am someone who truly cares.
Just once.
Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.
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