Compassion (6) Poem by Raquel Angel Nagler

Compassion (6)



Beneath the skin your veins seem calm.
No, you whisper. My blood runs underground
Yet it weeps in my skin, in my eyes.
Come closer. Look at me. Touch me.
Heal my senses.





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