POETRY:"LINGER"

"LINGER"

Eyes

That

Melt

Words

Left

Unspoken

Lips

Unlocked.

This. This is our curse.

We    Are    Meant

To    Yearn    For

What    We    Will

Never    Have.

And yet,

I Swear

I Will Always

Imagine

The Touch Of

Your Palm

Onto My Heart.

~A