Sunday word hunter: poetry and nonsense,  To beloved ones

Tap tap

crop faceless couple holding hands on balcony
Photo by Anete Lusina on

I want to tap your shoulder with my head and hide my eyes under your breath.
I want to see your heart besides my nose and place my hand in that smell of yours.
I want to turn you inside out and read my luck in your stars.
I want to dream my way out from your arms and be welcomed back,
right after that.
I want to scream it all but no,

I’ll take my time keeping silence till you’re mine.

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