Sunday, January 17, 2021

Both Our Left Hands Meet

 

both our left hands meet 

on top of his right shoulder 

right hand travels free 


we will miss this when alone 

widows and widowers tears 


******

 

cold hand reached out 

"looking for a warm tummy 

and soft titties" 


*****


under warm blankets 

only the sound of breathing 

shh, don't break the spell 

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