You’ve all heard the saying.
You can
Look
but you can’t
Touch.
So my eyes are satisfied while
my hungry hands must
Suffer
as they are refused their ultimate wish
while happy sounds my eyes are making,
for they are happy while my heart is
Breaking
and my hands are tantalised, teased and torn
as each new minute a new temptation is born.
I can
Look
all I want, but
Touch
I can’t.
I will
Dream
all I want,
But achieve them I shan’t.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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