The wait is killing me
Can we ever be free?
I can't sleep
You haunt my nights
I can't eat
I wanna taste your lips
I can't live
I just wait
I wait for you
For your touch
I want you
You is nowhere
And there is nothing
YOU ARE READING
A little piece of nothing
PoetryShort semi-zen poems. Fruits. Insects. Cats. Nothing.