nape of the neck

by clay - Aries

missing you
  in the worst way
thoughts of you
  cradle the mind
dreams speak
things i dare not say
heart says
all good things in time
 i touch my neck
and think of your lips
 blood rushes
  through my veins
i almost sense
  your fingertips
as your image
 try to retain

Birth sign: Aries
Date created: 2000-06-01 01:12:36
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:42:19
Poem ID: 56339

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