Saturday, August 10, 2019

without water

to be without water
is not
unlike
the absence of love,
of affection.

your mouth is dry.
your heart withers.
your
hands tremble.

the oasis is a mirage.

you look no one
in the eye, ashamed
of what you feel,
and yearn for.

it's a cruel
thirst
to want your lips
to be wet
by another.

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