Zywa Stroke the skin of my soul

Are you coming, today
I like to look at you again
laugh with you
and listen to you

Come, walk around
in my house, let me
look at you, the step aside
the tension of your buttocks

and your lips
that will kiss me
your hands that are allowed
to do everything I long for

I will not ask too much from you
you don't have to commit yourself
not for longer than I live
not to what you fear

You don't have to take care of me
just leave me alone
when I'm sick
It's enough

that you think of me

Poem 4541
Amsterdam, 2022-06-20

(Poem 1484. Skin of my soul (August 2nd, 2017) about the Frog Prince / Frog King)
Collection: Eyes lips chest and belly 
Keyword: Love: intimacy 
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