Poetry

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I long for hands
that softly touch,
without a word
convey so much.

I long for arms
that wrap around
and speak of love
without a sound.

I seek a heart
that opens wide
and pulls my love
and dreams inside.

I long for lips
that light a fire,
giving birth
to sweet desire.

I long for eyes
that look and see,
inside my soul,
the real me.

I long for love,
the kind that’s true.
Could it be
I long for you?

By: Don Newton

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