No Contacts
sometimes i find it
hard stretching my
arms knowing they
can never reach to
my lover let alone
another country
but saying MY means
mine and she is hers
and I i'm just me not
an owner yet i know
her in a different way
that can only be said
by email with photos though
not what the reader may
think for no nudity
needed be as her
face is irreplaceable
from forehead to lips to
nose noticeably shaped
in smooth clay skin
goddess given
that knows no
age or youth
for truth be
told in the
adage of
old that
holds a
soul to
see is
in the eyes as
windows but
also those
of me the
beholder
to hold
dearly
Copyright © Jeff Connelly | Year Posted 2019
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