corny heart poem for a lovesick child

the depth of touch

like sacred bliss

hands hold hands

come closer

when lips meet lips

an exhale escapes

rendering the sweetest kiss.

heart opens

welcomes love’s abyss

Author: Barak adé Soleil

contemporary artist, independent consultant and curator. working within community.

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