Feeling Soft

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I want to feel soft

No cracks just smooth

I desire a touch so slick

I’m oily with an attitude

I want my silky ambition to slide through

So butter me up buttercup

In cold days…

I want you

I’m sweet and rarely bitter

Although I hold onto memories

I’m quick to forget

With an intimate hug

Or a breath stealing kiss

Only metaphors can dream of this

I bring the love in close

Then with a flick of the wrist

I dismiss

But I still reminisce on your fragrant smell

I may have forgotten the shape of your laughter

The head splitting reaction of your company

The morning after

But your truth brings day to the evening

Without a sun

And after all these years

Your still the only one

That can make me feel soft



Love always, Esha ❤

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