(Note: This poem has also been published at Gaysi-Family on 12th August)
Your morning is so bright
that
my heart wants to speak out.
This
loneliness is so
I
cannot write
for
the loneliness is killing me.
Kiss
my breasts with yours
so
I can breathe.
Where
is the life
that
I am looking for?
When
I think, Why is it that
my
thoughts are between your legs?
...
your lips taste so salty.
Let
us bleed into each other,
so
we can stop feeling the absence
of
our togetherness -
-
deep inside our bones.
So
we do not have
a
morning that is not shared.
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