You are so distant
your eyes are washed upon another shore
my hands are longing to hold you, to bring you back home.
but you've travelled so far you've forgotten our home
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryA collection of poetry found under lovers nails or stained against your pillow case - highest ranking - #3 poems - #9 in poetry - All rights reserved - © Ruby Smith @desp-erate 2014 Cover by @-grxnge
