Piano Music
your touchtiredness
a slow caress
of your hand
with my fingertips
then a light back rub from you
and I want to stay
and fall asleep
near you
you said I can't
you wouldn't let
me
get any sleep
Piano Music
your touchIn science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
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