Your hands are soft
Your hands are cool
I feel my warmth
Moving over
To you
Your eyes are dark
Your eyes are shining
I feel my longing
Moving over
To you
Your pain is real
Your pain is present
I feel my heart
Moving over
To you
But my pain is there
Buried down below
I fear it erupting
Moving over
To you
My heart must withdraw
To keep us both safe
I must stop
Moving over
To you
[07 July 2019]
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