What I Like Poem by Henrik Berg
What I Like
I don't know what we're doing,
But I still feel your warmth on my pillow.
-And I like that
I don't know where this is going.
Your smell still lingers in the fabric.
-And I like that.
The sheets are still wrinkled,
From where we lied,
Looking,
Embracing.
-Did you like that?
Don't know if to hug you,
Kiss you,
Or let you go.
-I like that,
But do not know.
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4/29/2024 3:25:03 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Excellent romance. It just hooks you in from different perspectives, yet all marshed together to produce a subliminal flow of persuasion and longing for a loved one. Very intellectual. Nicely done.10/10