My Body Until You Return
Desperate hands shake
As they hold within the need
To grasp onto another hand
Your hand
Aching lips quiver
As they seal away three words
And the touch of another set of lips
Your lips
Stinging eyes wait upon
The day they'll gaze into the
Midnight blue of another one's eyes
Your eyes
Copyright © Chyanne Tuttle | Year Posted 2021
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