Samuel Newton (5th december / India)
My Body Is Yearning..
My body is yearning for your hand,
and this broken heart lonely stands.
I wait for your gentle kiss,
and those soft lips I really miss!
Your bright eyes and the way you smile,
they only last for a while,
But I will wait for you here,
until you come and dry my last tear,
I just want you to know,
I will always be waiting for you.
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