???A Poem by Alexis
Your fingers.
I want mine entangled with yours. Your palms. They are warm. I want them pressed up against mine. Your smile. I want it looking at me , Shining towards me. My sun , My light. I think it ' s you. But no one understands. Not even you could understand. Not even I understand.
© 2010 Alexis |
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