SoulReserve

sensorium

You slip
through
me,
I lay
warm
in your
hands,
fragile
and
unfinished;
Eyes
the probing fingers,
bare baring
know knowing
our love
is
uncontainable,
passing
spilling
tears,
that leave
agony
in their wake;
Submerge
blinding hearts,
And time
that tries to heal
pulls
at love’s
scabs
again and again;
Hurting
all over
we wreck
in prayers
and wishes;
Oh! the wishes
that make
slaves
of us.

© SoulReserve 2016

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