Love and Other Systems
By Janeal Mulaney
The brush of your skin against mine
A salutary tear rolls down your cheek
These are all systems for the reason I hold you in my heart
I long for the sight of you when you’re not around
I wish for your tender lips seeking out the touch of mine
My fingers grave to stroke your strong muscular body
These are the systems I long to call you my very own Love
Wanting to hold you in the twilight hour
The feel of your heart beat beneath my cheek
Our limbs intertwined until we become one
I know it is Love for you are the reason my heart goes on beating
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