LOVE ARMS
Love I need you
I need to be hugged by you
I love others and so do they
Not virtual hugs,
useless they, hey!
I want those arms tight around
Always around me found
This loneliness is killing
Even my poesy is not filling
I am not a saint
This a lie, ain’t
I need to be held
Even though with life
I now gelled
Life is a habit
Like food is a habit
I feel sweet and satisfied
In the arms justified
Won’t give this up
More important than my sup
Love come what may
The right arms are bound
to come my way
Many want to hold me
Move in the way
I want them to see
But the arms,
I need, to be held with
Should know the ins and outs
of my wealth
Nothing will I say
or disclose
Should read me
better than a probe
Those arms should
wrap on their own
At the right moment,
for them, when I moan.
©sunita grover raina2022
30/01/22
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