Surrendering to Your TouchA Poem by Anne Lyons
You kissed me in places
that I never knew existed on the surface of my aging skin, and when it comes to your tender handle, I will always have my arms over my head, surrendering to your touch.
© 2014 Anne Lyons |
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Added on August 27, 2014 Last Updated on August 27, 2014 Author
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