Scarred Mirrors (72) Poem by Raquel Angel Nagler

Scarred Mirrors (72)



Scarred Mirrors (72)
Whatever I touch becomes part of myself:
Your restless forehead,
The memories in your skin,
The smile of your body when I caress you.

Tuesday, November 19, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: memories
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