Reason Enough
i can't not touch you.
these hands must feel yours.
these fingers must caress that perfection,which holds up the most beautiful of
eyes.
these lips must feel the brush from your own, and taste that mouth,from where
the sweetness felt in your heart is expressed.
i can't not love you.
i can't not desire to be as one with you - for it is there, in that place, that i
at last, become loved and lovely.
and that is all and enough, for this one to continue...to live.
Copyright © Rebecca Sharp | Year Posted 2007
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