Food For My Heart
Your hidden precious smiles
that selectively rain on my face
as water from heavens above
as drips from underground cisterns
the silver touch of your fingers
that paint secrets sensitivities on me
the face full of pleasure-shines
are delicious food for my heart
and drink for my hungry spirit
these secrets I tell no living soul
or else someone works his way
through cracks and holes
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