Un Amor
like a cliche
i must discharge
un amor
prove to me something
beyond the
ordinary lies beyond the usual excuses
let my heart beat some more
it is dying.
resuscitate me
this breathless existence
love dies too
and indifference may find a chance to grow
revive me
kiss me now and hug me and make me feel
a certain warmth
that is true not imaginary
make my fingers move
my body sway
tickle my sadness
and make me soar
find me wings to fly again.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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