Call Again ~ her poetry

2017-12-24 07.47.09

How do you hold
my hand from four hundred miles away?

How do you stammer for words
yet know just what to say?

How do you struggle to comprehend
yet somehow you articulate?

How do you tantalize my senses
while shutting down my defenses?

How do you draw me near
with one whisper in the wind?

How do you kiss my lips?
How do you touch my skin?

Four hundred miles fade
each time you call back again.

©2018loveincarcerated 
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