strangers

Anthony Gatta poetry January 9, 2021January 9, 2021 1 Minute

soft lips from a memory

the blur of your visage

so close to mine

show me your cautious

vulnerability

and I’ll find the rest in your eyes

I hope it feels like home

wherever you are

Published January 9, 2021January 9, 2021

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