Touch
Her skin, an arabesque marble - unspoiled by mortal touch - beckons the warmth of
Another such,
That will eclipse every cold, bare and lonely night,
Laying in darkness,
And searching,
For light.
Copyright © Ph.D Volo Von Wolfenstein | Year Posted 2011
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