Warm Hands Poem by Walter C. Edwards
Warm Hands
From where do these warm touches,
come as the wind start to whirl,
kisses on my neck,
as you breath hits me so,
lips like honey and bitter as ale,
you come to me close,
romantic behavior for such,
just like a young girl,
foolish games you are playing,
with my heart,
but it is time for saying,
it now we must part.
Thursday, October 31, 2013
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