What I Am Missing
• 05/04/24 at 07:38AM •Reflections about acts often taken
without thought of the differences
they made. I miss this.
Reflections about acts often taken
without thought of the differences
they made. I miss this.
Lying close
With deepest breathing,
Beads of love,
Appear in hairlines,
Eyes closed,
As if sleeping.
Quickly, with a deft motion,
You pull away,
From me
And are gone.