I Miss Your Skin
?
I miss you everyday
Your conversations were like a second skin I wore
protecting me from the cruelty of mankind
with your sweet promises
of a brighter future
together we were supposed to build that future
feed the hungry and house the homeless
feed them love and compassion
spoon sanguinity into empty mouths
leave a taste sweet as honey
-I assume sanguinity tastes like honey
we would feed the hungry
a big bite of hope
we would house the homeless
in a building of
dreams and love
But you left me
my heart hungry and wondering
which house I could call home
now that I was alone
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