#91 Bus Poem by Peter Gray

#91 Bus



A kind hand welcomes mine
And so our hands intertwine
Your dark eyes open to my being.
Speaking softly, your words are heavy
And kind, yet heady.

Thursday, April 5, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: conversation,love,touch
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