Unfinished

A Poem by Faith Almazan

Every night I feel your hand

when I lay alone.

Every night I hear you say,

"Monkey call me on the phone".

I cannot trust it.

What if it's not you?

I feel your lips

a gentle kiss

but maybe it's not true.

I feel you everyday.

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Added on October 7, 2023
Last Updated on October 7, 2023

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