Mortal Touch Poem by anais vionet

Mortal Touch

Rating: 5.0


I think of you often.
In the morning, late at night,
but those thoughts go unvoiced,
the mortal touch goes unfelt.

It's easier to keep to myself,
to avert my gaze deliberately.
it's safer to keep ravenous.
It's simpler to bamboozle with silence.

Mortal Touch
Wednesday, January 26, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: think,touch,lie,silence,teen
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kim Barney 26 January 2022

This poem gets five stars for the picture alone! As a poet, you cannot keep yourself bottled up or confined to a can. You must express yourself!

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