A Quiet Plea Poem by Thomas McKelvey
A Quiet Plea
I can feel your touch
even when we're apart,
watercolor bloom stained skin,
a phantom ache,
a breathlessness memories bring.
Your head in my lap,
eyes filled with longing, a silent plea,
vulnerable in my care.
Is it too much to ask,
(I'd make any sacrifice)
to find my way back to you?
For just one secret glance,
a whispered word, anything,
to save me from this falling.
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