LIFE Poem by Frederick Dasinger

One hand on the wheel
One hand on my thigh
All the way home from San Francisco
We don’t talk
It isn’t awkward
I can finally breathe

I love you
I wish I could be like you
You’re so gentle
So Tender
So Loving
So Kind
Somehow untouched by all the sadness and hurt in the world

Your voice is a salve for the darkness in my heart
Your touch is the sweet flesh of a summer peach
So Juicy and so soft
Ripe for the tasting…
Something to sink my teeth into

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