Reaching for yours
I catch myself remembering
that hand-holding
is not my thing
Never been one to cuddle much
yet this morning clenching my pillow
my thoughts were of you
Not for nothing, but life taught me
that love isn't magical
yet bunnies thump in my tummy
whenever you are near
Don't like talking on the phone
but I find myself staring
at my pretty red one,
wondering what you might say
I thought that I might never know
desire again yet I ache
at the thought of touching you…
…you touching me
Who would have thought
this broken heart
could ever
thump again?
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