Tuesday, January 16, 2024

Back when I had the power

Just touching for fun.

Feeling very little

in my intangible center

but some intensity of 

want. Gripping and

open-mouthed but

no attraction or longing.

Let me kiss you everywhere

and in ways that 

make your hopes

for yourself real.

But I won’t love you

even when I hold 

your face in the night.

1 comment:

  1. Love the title and the poem. "But I won’t love you/even when I hold/your face in the night." cool.

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