My Fingers Are Hot And If I Touch Such A Cold Glass It Will Break.... Poem by RIC BASTASA
My Fingers Are Hot And If I Touch Such A Cold Glass It Will Break....
we have all long
loved
something that we
cannot see
we cannot touch
or we pretend to be
during those lonely
moments
now i am confronted
with someone who is with
me daily
someone is love and
yet i cannot touch
we can speak anything else
but not about love or its
accessories
my fingers are hot and if
i touch such a cold glass
it will break....
Saturday, January 20, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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