Your laughter in my receptors
is what I can never forego
my eyes are admirers
taking in your afterglow
my hands are adoptors
and this is how I know
the way they long for yours
like I lacked affection long ago
but tonight spoke words
you lifted my downcast self from down below
by touching my hands
and owning them like I'm bestowed
upon your beauty ,you dominate me
I am nothing than your own
but when your eyes had another
and it wrinkled my heart so ,
we departed with an adieu hug
and then forgot to let go .
YOU ARE READING
queen. |✓|
Poetry(POETRY ABOUT MOTHERHOOD & LOVE ) You whisper "My queen " and I can only stare ahead because there's nothing for me to say except think of how much I'm dead Think of how so far gone I am I'm loose in touch with reality because I still see you sc...
