Close eyes
And there's tenderness in fingertips.
Hard, but that feeling,
it's gone.
There's no eyes,
and now little things feel like something dying.
That feeling,
it's gone.
Down on knees,
if only everyday let it slip,
bring it back,
bring back that feeling gone.
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 509
You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feelin’
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