pillow for handsA Poem by tearsnspilledyogurtjust a little loverstruck poem is all for today
as i rest upon my pillow,
i like to imagine your hand over my cheek, softly-- as you are-- delicate in all your touch. i'd like to feel it someday, running through my curls laughing when your fingers get stuck and we could be together. no distance of religion -- no distance of gender. you could be mine and I would fully be yours. and until that day warms over, i pretend my pillow is your hand as I rest.
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