Zywa Keep seeing who I am

Between pain and numbness
there are faces
at my bedside
and memories

still understandable
but accompanied by chances
that dropped out, and mistakes
unsatisfactorily explicable

They change over time
also the fondest, with sex
the feast and the beauty
of my body

charming and fertile
holy by nature
Hold me, touch me
keep seeing who I am

Poem 3970
Amsterdam, 2021-10-01

Collection: On living on [1] 
Keyword: Disease: serious / deadly 
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