Love In the Kitchen Sink
My hands penetrate warm dish water
An effect of silken skin,
Rainbow eyes sparkle
Spy me as I move within,
It’s all I have left for comfort,
For life which has given
Sure does make one pay,
Now all alone with no more dreams
When each end of day you drain away.
© Harry J Horsman 2021
Copyright © Harry Horsman | Year Posted 2021
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