Jan 2020
touch me
without
fingers
whisper
words
that reach
deep
inside
breathe life
into
my dead spots
resurrect my
soul
make me
feel
too much
overwhelm
me
make me
lose
my words
make me
blubber
and shed
without
fingers
whisper
words
that reach
deep
inside
breathe life
into
my dead spots
resurrect my
soul
make me
feel
too much
overwhelm
me
make me
lose
my words
make me
blubber
and shed
(55/M/Harrisburg, PA)
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