You may touch me.
I can't wait for something to happen.
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Mystery, surely, tinge of misery for the yearning in absenteeism...the sort of poem, words I like to eat. Poem is no poem to me without meaning. I think I know how you feel, yet...I think...I know not, , , yet
We can eat this long wait Instead of making love This trsyt sauteed in poison of absence has consumed hungers for hungers Let's wait for another time when stars spin out of axis World is birthed afresh I shall then kiss you On our way out of heaven
Nice touch to the greatest cure on earth...love, I had to smile I read 'Certainly we need to eat together'.as each other... regards
A beautiful thought and poem in Invisible Kiss, waiting for love. all yet a mystery.
There is both romanticism and mystery that make the poem extra-ordinary. Thanks for sharing.
Since long I was thinking to read this poem to realise your feeling. Really, a nice touch. I appreciate and honor this poem. A great tribute to all the lovers. xlent. superb.