It’s your
delicate face
I see
while I’m
daydreaming
I want to touch
you
ever so gently
just to know
that you’re real
It’s your
delicate words
I hear
as I sit in
silence
with only
myself
trying to find
my way
It’s your
delicate flavor
that I want
to taste
to savor
until our time
on earth
is done
until my very
last
delicate breath
By Samuel Onyango
sehlohopietrampai
: : : i paint with words : : :
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I write poetry to express what's on my mind or how I feel
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Words are flickering flames of the spirit
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