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-23.04.20_15:48-

by dokurtybitz

Her fingers feel
Different
When they’re twined amongst my
Hair,
I miss her touch,
And the sound of her voice,
My hands are
An imperfect solution
For what I desire
And need.

Posted on April 26, 2020 at 12:39 AM in Mike, Poetry   |  RSS feed |   Reply   |   Trackback URL

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2 Comments to “-23.04.20_15:48-”

    
  1. JanBeek
    April 26, 2020 at 5:31 AM

    I miss the touch of friends… Thank God no one says my hubby and i can’t share hugs! ❤ ❤

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