LilyAndFriends

My human soul cannot get used to the absence of a caress
to the incomparable feeling of self worth that it gets
when it looks at itself through your loving eyes.

My human body cannot get used to the absence of a touch
in the middle of the night when sleep is hard to come
and nothing but that gentle touch will sate the yearning.

My human mind cannot understand why people build barriers
all around their lives to protect themselves from love,
both the hurt and the joy... so they exist wihout both.

My human spirit doesn't mind being bridled by masterless affection,
or seduced by impish manifestations of corporal desire,
or conquering and taking all when everything has also been given.

My human wit cannot find an object of flirtation
in mindless demonstrations of carnal expectations
from someone who is not looking but for sedation.

Lily Thompson
080123

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