domingo, 16 de março de 2014

love poem to no one in particular.

Love Poem to No One in Particular


Let me touch you with my words
for my hands lie limp as empty gloves.
 Let my words stroke your hair
slide down your back
and tickle your belly
for my hands light and free flying as bricks.
 Ignore my wishes and stubbornly refuse to carry out my quietest desires.
 Let my words enter your mind
bearing torches.
 Admit them willingly into your being
so they may caress you gently


Mark O'Brian



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