Poem "C"

Your hands with rings

How they stroke strings

The smell of your skin

Desire it is a sin?

I like when you're around

I can't defeat your charms

It's hard to stay in the ground

When you hold me in your arms

Feels dangerous to get close

I'm hoping the disclose

Would you give me a sign?

Loving you is fine? 

                                                       Ana D.