My hands my hands
Oh these forsaken hands
How they long for you.

How they long for your touch
All I can do is watch,
Watch the memories,
Long gone sensations buried,
Buried in this pictures
That act as reminders.

Reminders of the day
Our lips could touch,
When all we would catch
Is the ecstasy
Of our naked bodies
Gently caressing, hovering
And dancing in sync....
In harmony
A melody
A symphony found
Beautiful like your smile

I paint a picture
A feature perfect
Like here
Like now
I dream not
I touch you real
And uhm
A while you stay
With me lain
The way we like
In a way we're like
The moon and the stars
Our own, dreamt
My healer, no lover
Destiny writer
Dream reaper
Pain eraser
Joy bringer
Your longing
Not just in arms
But in heart and art
Poetically
In my swing
In my vision
We perfect, I mean purrrfect
These tainted reasons
In covid seasons
To remedy, the lonely
In you
In me
In you
In me
In you
In aaaaaahhh

Poem by Ukwezi and Bruce The poetik wolf

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