The Stranger Who Feels Like Home
Like books and stories,
I met a stranger.
My body didn't touched him yet,
I feel deeply connected.
I feel like he's my home,
A place where I can rest,
A place where I feel safe,
A place where I can be myself.
He's so holy,
His soul is exquisite.
Dear God ! Let me keep him,
Please let me adore him.
My soul craves his intimacy,
Without touching his body.
I want this euphoric feeling,
Never to end at least not now.
- I want this forevermore
Copyright © Sionla Sherpa | Year Posted 2021
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