387th Poetry in 2019

Despite touching your skin,
my skin can't feel warmth.
Despite sleeping at the side of you,
my ears can't listen to your breath.
Despite hearing your heartbeats,
my heart can't match your motion.

I feel that you are remote from me.
I feel that you are not with me.


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I write poetry in English.

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