When she hugs me
and takes my face to her breasts
the comfort is in my mind
and not in my body.
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Real love is hard to define. To me love is self-sacrifice and servanthood. I like the line 'Love goes beyond words'
No lack of passion here. Perhaps you could change the title to Shall I wait?
Love goes beyond words. True love has thousand colours. I like your imagery of love having a thousand colours. True Love is an action that sacrifices one's self to give to another. No singular colour can define love
It is like the fluttering wings of the little butterfly when it is about to land on a flower that dances in the wind.......Wow...! ! ..I can visualize this word...what an Imagination....!
the comfort is in my mind and not in my body.. kisses can be soo spiritual. nice view of sexual love.
comparing the comfort of hugs to the landing of a butterly on a flower is wonderful imagination..
Inner comfort of hugs...... Comfort in my mind not in my body....... That real truth Hugs can remove all worries................ take care
‘…and takes my face to her breasts/the comfort is in my mind…’ And it’s a tall Yeah ‘Body comfort is temporal Psychic comfort is eternal Its folly to look for Looky lull’ ~ niv Fine conceptualization noetic and poetic very much 10 Ms. Nivedita UK
I like this poem very much! Love is so much more than just the physical side which I think comes over in your poem well. Nessy
Love goes beyond words. True love has thousand colours. It is the magic of life.......so touching and true.This is really a beautiful poem on Love having a brilliant outlook. Thanks for sharing this gem.10