Michael Shepherd - 0318 Five

PoemHunter.com 2014-11-07

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Five fingers touching
in the warmth of night;
five toes walking you
when your back feels tight;
five senses yearning
in the half-filled bed;
five times memory
both alive and dead.

Michael Shepherd

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