In My Hands, In Your Hands Poem by Zyw Zywa

In My Hands, In Your Hands



Don't come closer, don't
talk about all kinds of things
I love you

If you agree, please
let my hands speak
I love you

Questions are just thoughts
your body does know better
I love you

You can't prove love
though there is proof enough
I love you

My love is always there

but not always
available, yet
then there is yours

Monday, May 11, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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