Through My Hair Your Hands Pass Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Through My Hair Your Hands Pass



through
my
hair
your
hands
pass
slow
and
sensual
I
close
my
eyes
see
not
Beauty
beauty
feel
immense
and
existential

Wednesday, July 27, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: death,loneliness,love,night,stress
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