The unknown

Nothing helps me

to see you as you are

Overwhelmed with thoughts

Cannot find comfort

My hands are growing and

stretching toward you.

They attempt to hug you

Focused on the secret places

Like living their own life

What a verdict is this

They let loose

Whatever has to go

Un-holding but wanting

The whispers of intimacy

Asking me to melt

over your tender skin

To leak down

in the abyss of the unknown

Left alone

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