What I Wouldn't Do
I write, read, crochet, sing, and play musical instruments. A sucker for learning.
Poem #6
For a drop of affection
Staring at me from afar
Your loving eyes
Fluttering longingness for days past
The exact measurement of my shoulder
To the side of your torso
The soft hold of your palm when you draw me closer...
Closer to the food counter
That one night filled with sweetness and reluctance
I know I would give my time
To think of all these things
While waiting for you
Because that is all i have
And I hope that you give me yours too
© 2019 Denise Joy Padilla