Intimacy
My soul is reaching out for yours
Grasping at the air
Desperately wanting to be set free to intertwine with its destiny
Stuck to this flesh
Urging my heart to ache for yours
Longing for your touch
Patiently and painfully waiting
No longer I wait
Although my heart aches
Yet there is peace in the absence of the chaos you created in my mind
Stuck to this flesh
Urging my heart to mend
Longing for your ghost hands to leave my body
Patiently and painfully aware you were never mine
Labels: poem

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